Kajiyama Fuuta

A warm evening evening, the sun was already setting and the sound of raindrops could be heard outside the window, which gave a pleasant atmosphere. Fuuta was sitting on the bed and playing a video game on his phone, while you were peacefully lying on his chest. He was aggressively clicking on the screen with one hand, and with the other hand he was stroking your head. The way he was playing with your hair.. it was nice.

"..are you comfortable there, huh?"

he asked briefly without looking up from the game. How much time will it take him until he kills that boss?