That night, Hisaki couldn't sleep well even though she was exhausted. She finally slid out of the blanket around two in the morning, leaving Heisuke who was sleeping so soundly.
In the dimness of the room, Hisaki quietly opened a box and took out a book from it. Seeing that Heisuke wasn't stirred awake from her movement, she stealthily sneaked out to the living room.
Hisaki sat at the low table with the book opened on the wooden surface. Her brows were frowning as she scanned her own handwriting strewn across the pages.
"I think I have written something or two... about him," murmured Hisaki under her breath.
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