“...Haa.”

The next morning, I woke up with a curious feeling of emptiness in my lower half. Though I vaguely remembered waking up in the middle of the night, I actually felt unusually refreshed, as if my mind was clearer than usual.

‘Could it be that last night’s activities affected me too?’

Maybe I, like Ethan, had accumulated a bit of pent-up desire. Of course, compared to a young man’s drive, mine was modest, but I had to admit that last night’s events had alleviated some of that.

And then, with Ethan’s rather twisted way of going about things—focused on …