“We used to sleep together a lot, didn’t we?”

Back when my parents weren't home, I'd stay over at Kaji-kun's house.

Kaji-kun's parents were kind too, and whenever I was there, they used to prepare my favorite dishes for me.

As I got nostalgic, I let my guard down and started rolling around on the futon I was borrowing.

Seeing that, Kaji-kun suddenly grabbed my futon tightly.

“We used to sleep together a lot back then, didn't we”

I looked up and met Kaji-kun's eyes; he was leaning against a cushion and looking at me. The distance was close.

“You used to slip your feet into my futon when it was cold... remember??”

While saying that, he poked me with his foot over the futon.