The spacious room has now been set up with a round table filling the middle of the room. Next to the bed, they can sit on the carpet while writing at the table. Big enough for six people to study together at once.
It's just that now it's filled with the two of them. Aito and Junan are side by side, their shoulders touching each other without realizing it because they are so close. However, Junan feels nothing wrong with that.
Their hands that look very different. One is big, feels full, brownish in color exposed to the sun, and has scars that don't disappear, the greenish veins protruding from his exotic skin. Next to it, which are attached to each other is a small hand, with healthy white skin slightly pink, easily red if only pinched a little, smooth and soft, especially his skin is smooth without a trace.
