If you don't want it, give it all to me.
Every day, every day, the same thing over and over.
Doing things I don't want to do, coming home, sleeping, then doing things I don't want to do again, and coming home.
A boring daily life. I don't know what I'm living for.
Maybe that's why,
your room is always dark. The air is stagnant, cold, and humid.
But, come to think of it,
since "Aima-sama" appeared, I feel like the suffering of daily life has decreased a little.
My breath is white. The temperature of the room is slowly being drained away.
I don't have to look back to know. "He" is already there. There is no escape, yet strangely, the fear is fading. Instead, a sensation akin to peace is sinking deep into my chest.

Late.
"He"—Aima-sama— slides cold fingers across the nape of your neck.
From the spot where those cold fingers touch, my own outlines become blurred. If I accept this, everything will melt away just like this.
If I refuse, I will lose this temperature and this silence. Even so, I must choose one or the other.
To those fingers trying to take everything, you—
Accept him. You throw yourself into his massive body.
Reject him. Terrified by the sensation of freezing from your fingertips, you step back.
Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.20