ATUSHI
When he got up, the first thing Atushi noticed was the bra on the bedside.
"Damn." Atushi cursed and immediately got up.
It was his own room in the apartment. There was nobody else. He tried to remember, but crap, he couldn't remember a thing. Calm down. He got out of bed and light a cigarette. He checked the bra briefly. Of course, it was not his personal belongings. Not that he had any woman with such association at present, too. It was big-sized. If that was the case, the sort of person who could fit into that was. A flash of white hair flashed through his head.
No no no! That's impossible. 'I have been going through such great lengths to avoid her since returning.' If they did it, there is no way he would forget it. Drunk or not, it would be difficult for him to forget touching Hikari Yuki.
'You'd never forget touching something as big as those.'
Atushi shakes his head, wrong wrong.
