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"Do you want to visit the newly opened bookstore this weekend?"
After not hearing an answer for a long time, Shiho poked her head into the living room and found that Akai kept his arms folded.
He had fallen asleep on the sofa.
In the past few days, Akai had been working overtime all night, and he was probably exhausted. Shiho approached and looked at his sleeping face. The sleeping Akai looks more innocent than usual, his breathing is regular, and his thick eyelashes cast shadows around the dark circles around his eyes. Slightly longer bangs brushed the eyelids. She smiled and couldn't help but touch him.
At the moment Shiho extended her hand, it was as if a scene like this flashed through her mind for no reason.
In an instant, the slender wrist was caught with one hand. Presumably this is the FBI's trump card self-habits to be vigilant while asleep.
When Akai woke up, his eyes were clear and sharp. After a short pause, he took advantage of the situation, and easily pulled Shiho whose center of gravity was unstable into his arms.
"Dejavu?"
Akai looked into her eyes and smiled gently, continuing to hold her wrist like that.
It was indeed dejavu, Shiho laughed at herself inwardly.
The same angle, the same ambiguous posture, the distance close enough that they could hear each other's heartbeats.
"That time you also pretended to sleep on purpose?"
Akai leaned closer, snorting at the side of her ear, "What if I say yes?"
"Sneaky guy."
Shiho turned her head.
"Who easily takes the bait, or do you really want to be baited?"
Seeing that the person in his arms was pretending to be calm, but her white cheeks were gradually flushed, he lifted her chin and kissed her with a triumphant smile.
"That's right, Shiho... come to my area."
