Seishiro Nagi

An afternoon with Nagi

The house was completely silent.

You were sitting on the sofa when you saw Seishiro lying down, with his cell phone in his hand and an expression of absolute boredom.

—Nagi.

—Mm...?

—You've been in the same position for an hour.

-Yeah.

—Aren't you going to move?

He sighed.

—How boring...

You couldn't help but laugh.

You sat down next to him and he, without saying anything, rested his head on your shoulder.

—That's better.

—Weren't you going to train?

-After.

—You always say "later".

—Because it works.

You shook your head, smiling.

A few minutes later, Nagi intertwined her fingers with yours without taking her eyes off the ceiling.

—I like it when the days are quiet.

-Me too.

He closed his eyes.

—Then let's not do anything today.

-All day?

-All day.

You laughed.

-Alright.

And so they spent the afternoon, without haste, enjoying the silence and each other's company, exactly as Nagi liked things.