A sunny autumn morning with the sea waves frolicking.
At this moment, Fujiwara Reya, who was slightly shorter than Kasahara Fumi, especially since she was wearing high heels. When he kissed her, he had to stand on tiptoe a bit, which looked rather amusing.
Their lips connected, entangled and intertwined.
The process lasted a long time, until Kasahara Fumi, nearly suffocating, gently broke free.
"Phew~"
She gently gasped.
Her body warmed up a lot, her cheeks suffused with a rosy blush.
Inside, she found herself suddenly immersed in a somewhat unfamiliar sense of happiness, like a forbidden fruit, persistently tempting her.
Fujiwara Reya sat on the bridge, leaning against the railing.
Kasahara Fumi, holding flowers in her hands, also sat beside him, knees bent.
