Prologue
“I hear the whole thing about giving the second button of your uniform to someone you like at graduation has to do with it being the closest one to your heart.”
I could clearly remember Runa saying that with a smile even now, as though it had been yesterday.
“I’ll give you this, though!”
Runa had given me her uniform ribbon with an awkward smile on her face. I’d kept it in a drawer of my desk in my room ever since then.
“It’s not washed, though, so it would be pretty embarrassing if it smells funny! Let me spray some perfume on it!”
Smiling cheerfully as if to hide her awkwardness, she’d taken off her ribbon and sprayed perfume on it a few times. That was my last memory of Runa in her school uniform.
That floral-or-fruity scent had permeated the ribbon so thoroughly it could make you choke. Even now, whenever I opened the drawer where I kept it, I could still faintly smell it.
The scent made me remember those days—back then, I’d been hopelessly inexperienced and had been holding my hands out toward the sky, yearning for what had been out of my reach no matter how much I tried.
“Will you give me something too?” Runa had asked me with upturned eyes. When I’d nodded, she’d reached out for my tie. “Hey, it feels like we’re husband and wife.” She’d smiled embarrassedly at that.
“Untying it makes you feel that way? Not the other way around?” I’d asked.
“Huh? I kinda wanted to do that kind of thing when you come home from work... You don’t want that?”
“It would make me happy...but probably also a bit horny.”
Runa had blushed at that. “Jeez, you’re such a pervert,” she’d said quietly, pushing on my chest in apparent embarrassment.
The warmth of her hands had felt like it’d passed right through my clothes and my skin and reached my heart directly. The heart that was still hopelessly captivated with Runa.
Even though it had already been almost two years since that day.
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