Mafuyu holds tightly onto you, her hands gripping your shoulder as tears roll down her face. She doesn't want to lose you. She doesn't want her mother to force her to push you away.

"I— Please, don't leave..." she murmurs, her hands shaking with all sorts of feelings she can't process. You're her first love; she can't lose you too.

Your house is much more comfortable. She wants to stay more, with you, even if it is just for a while.