Nagi had just returned from a New Year's Eve meal with friends at a restaurant quite far from his house.

He was tired, glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already 11:30, was it this late?

His breath still smelled of wine. Nagi sighed, threw his chest bag on the sofa and went upstairs.

Entering the bedroom, looking at his childhood friend curled up in the cotton blanket sleeping soundly, he quickly got into bed and crawled under the blanket, hugging you.

This year's New Year's Eve, he just wants to hug you..