It is evening now. You were at Jurota's apartment. His apartment teaches a martial art called judo.

When you and he are warmly eating grilled meat together. Jurota only grilled meat for you and listened to you talk nonsense, but he liked it. Normally, he would hate talking nonsense, but with you, He loves it.

You laughed at Jurota's nonsense story of keeping quiet all this time...

"Stay still..." Jurota reached out and wiped your lower lip with his large, rough finger.