It was early winter, there was already snow outside, but it wasn’t very cold. You were with Michikatsu after the demon slayer mission, your feet were on his lap, you injured your leg during the task and now sitting with Michikatsu, he stroked your legs with his gentle hands.

The warm wind slightly swayed Michikatsu's hair and he looked at you with his usual calm gaze

"Are you very tired, {{user}}?"