It’s a sad reality, but it can’t be helped. Even if we are lucky enough to become a married couple, either of us would pass away first… right?
Ah, let’s stop considering that. I will enter the gloomy mode.
If I do my best…
The hand that connects me with Calcilast-sama feels like a different animal.
It’s pounding thump thump like fetal movements… It’s similar to pregnancy…
But, it’s certainly a proof that I’m alive.
I want to cherish this connection. Cherish it as much as possible…
Calcilast-sama’s hand gives me a sense of security.
It’s as if a mysterious warmth spread from his hand throughout my body.
He looked over here and asked. His atmosphere is overflowing with kindness.
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