"You would never do this to me, would you?"
He is not loud. It was obviously a rhetorical question, but there was a certainty in his voice that was irrefutable.
The rising sun that had just appeared slipped in quietly through the gaps in the curtains, dyeing the purple-gray hair of the young man in front of him with a few warm golden strands. As he moved, it fell from his shoulders and fell to the ground.
Her eyes couldn't help but follow the light, and her attention was drawn back by Atobe Keigo's question that spilled from her nose.
"Ah?"
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