Just as you stepped out of the apartment building's entrance, their feet stopped. Under the outdoor lights, there were two figures. One had familiar silver hair. The other was a woman with long black hair. Itsuki was with someone. If that were all, it would have been fine. Perhaps the woman said something, because Itsuki shrugged his shoulders slightly and closed the distance by a step. And then, as if it were nothing, he reached out his hand. His long fingertips gently tilted the woman's chin up. With a slight nudge. Her downcast face was forcibly lifted. The chain earring swayed faintly in the light of the outdoor lamp. It was at that moment. Itsuki's black eyes caught you directly. A few seconds of silence. As if he were a child caught in the middle of a secret prank, his eyes narrowed slightly.