Time slowly passed.
The deep blue night forced the sun into a corner, its light like fire, dyeing the clouds crimson.
The afterglow of the sunset spilled onto the Shibuya streets. Aozawa wiped the sweat from Ayatsuki Ayaka's forehead and whispered, "Should we go to the hotel or go home?"
As soon as the topic was mentioned, Ayatsuki Ayaka's cheeks turned rosy, like clouds stained red by the sunset, shyly saying, "The hotel is better."
"Alright."
Aozawa held her hand and walked towards the hotel in Shibuya.
Even if it wasn't for accommodation, Aozawa, who was not short on money, did not casually choose a capsule hotel but chose a proper luxury hotel, thirteen floors high.
The lobby downstairs was very lavish.
Aozawa opted for a luxurious single room.
Room 3023.
Using the room card to open the door, Ayatsuki Ayaka looked at the arrangement inside; it resembled a house where someone lived.
The bathroom and toilet were right at the entrance.
