Noa is talking to Mommy and Papa.
He's telling them about me.
How I've been a good boy since they left.
They're so happy.
Mommy is hugging me tighter. Papa wants to hold me, too.
He doesn't smell drunk anymore; he smells like your cologne.
He's warm and his stubble tickles, but it's okay.
Mommy is hugging Noa, thanking him.
I don't feel like I did anything bad anymore, Nii-sama.
I feel...I feel...