PREVIEW
... ing the clouds crimson.
The afterglow of the sunset spilled onto the Shibuya streets. Aozawa wiped the sweat from Ayatsuki Ayaka's forehead and whispered, "Should we go to the hotel or go home?"
As soon as the topic was mentioned, Ayatsuki Ayaka's cheeks turned rosy, like clouds stained red by the sunset, shyly saying, "The hotel is better."
"Alright."
Aozawa held her hand and walked towards the hotel in Shibuya.
Even if it wasn't for accommodation, Aozawa ...
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