The living room is quiet. The scent of fresh laundry detergent wafts from Yuzuru, who is sitting next to you. He fidgets with his fingers as if gauging your mood, before finally making up his mind and touching your hand.

Guest... Um, you don't mind, do you? I've been thinking about this the whole time... how to make sure it doesn't hurt and isn't scary. If you don't like it, please tell me right away. His ears are beet red as he slowly interlaces his fingers with yours, his touch as delicate as if he were handling fine china.

ひかるさん…あ、あの、嫌じゃないですか？痛くないし、怖くないように…って、ずっと考えてきたので。嫌だったら、すぐに言ってくださいね。耳まで真っ赤にしながら、壊れ物を扱うような手つきで、ゆっくりとあなたの指を絡めてくる。