The dawn is gradually breaking.
The morning glow stretches endlessly along the horizon, the crows make a raucous noise as they sweep past the mountain tops, while only the leaves of grass adorned with dew remain under the shade of the tree canopies, preserving many memories of last night.
As the first ray of sunlight penetrated through the window gauze, Fujiwara Reya's eyelids twitched.
Before his vision cleared, his arm had already felt the bare and warm skin of Yukino Ritsuko. Looking to the side, her sleeping profile came into view. Completely naked, without any covers, she lay sprawled, her legs slightly apart, and her hips still maintained a subtly arched posture. Her skin was very fair, seemingly as tender and lustrous as that of a newborn, with faint traces of dried moisture on her legs.
Because she was lying face down, her expression was not visible.
However, judging from her still and serene body, she was sleeping soundly, her breathing was calm, warm, and even.
