I woke up to the faint sound of clothes rustling. The warmth that should have been next to me is already gone, and I can faintly feel its remnants. Perhaps sensing that I was looking for her warmth, a warm hand grasped mine. As I was squeezing my warm hand with some peace of mind, I began to hear the sound of something soft cutting through the sky.

「…… Good morning."

"Good morning, my lord."

When I opened my eyes, I saw a nail in my T-shirt smiling at me from the bedside. The fluffing sound seems to …