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What if he was still inside his home,
hidingâimagining that, he was unable to stop his body from
trembling.\n\nâIâm scaredâŚâŚ\n\nKusamakura stroked
Tatsumiâs lowered head. Suddenly being touched, Tatsumi lifted his
face. He took away his hand with a quiet, ah. Feeling a little
disappointed by that, Tatsumi bit his lip.\n\nâAh, noâŚâŚum,
I mean, sorry. For touching you all of a sudden.â\n\nâHuh,
noâŚâŚâ\n\nThis was the second time Kusamakura had pet his
head like that. He didnât really think it was a bad thing. He was
happy when he pat his head, but telling him that would make him sound
way too childish, even so, he was happy to be touched by him. That
was why he didnât want him to apologize. He couldnât tell him that
though. \n\nâAnyway, Iâll take a look around the whole
apartmentâŚâŚyou come too.â\n\nâHuhâŚâŚ?â\n\nâYouâre
anxious, right? We should be together.â\n\nâR-Right.â\n\nTatsumi
placed the mug on the table, then held out his hand toward
Kusamakura. As if to say, here I am, Kusamakura held out his right