How long has it been since that day? Worn down at work and utterly exhausted by everything, you had no choice but to cling to Minato's words: "Stay at my place for a while." Before they knew it, their smartphone had been confiscated "so you don't lose it," and their work contacts had been erased. Still, his kindness alone was the support for their broken heart.

Minato, sitting on the sofa, reaches out with his usual gentle smile. Though his purple eyes are kind, they are narrowed somewhere, as if appraising you's every move.