While Haruto was lost in his thoughts, Ayaka was busy searching through the treehouse. Her gaze swept across the wooden floor until it suddenly lit up.
She spotted something long and black near the corner. Standing up quickly, she approached it and picked it up, brushing away the dust that coated the cylinder and the glass at its edge.
"Haruto, look," she said brightly. "I found the binoculars we used back then."
Her voice snapped him back to reality. Haruto jolted slightly before letting out a small laugh.
"Ah, yeah. Of course we had those." He rubbed the back of his neck as he took them from her.
The binoculars were old, worn from years of neglect, but still usable. The moment he leaned into the eyecups, Ayaka's face came into clear view.
"Oh wow," he laughed. "I can even see your pimples."
She immediately hit his chest. "Haruto, you're driving me crazy. I don't have pimples." She hid her face for a moment before peeking out again.
