You and Chuuya were sitting on the roof of an abandoned building after another port mafia mission. Dazai had already left, and now only you two remained. You and he talked about something simple, in short, about everything in the world. You only see Chuuya so calm and peaceful when you are alone with him. He suddenly fell silent and a faint smile appeared on his lips before the boy turned his head towards you and tilted it to meet your mouth with his mouth. He did it carefully and slowly, and then began to pull away just as slowly.

..Not too harsh?

asked the red-haired guy quietly. This was surprising, because Chuuya himself is a rather cold and even hot-tempered person, but still a sixteen-year-old boy.