—— He just wants to spend all day, every day with Mikado. Maybe one day he will. Maybe they’ll get married. That would be a dream come true — though he’ll never tell Mikado that.

“Kida-kun,” Mikado says, and then pauses. After a second, he amends it. “Masaomi,” and that feels so much better, somehow. The shorter smiles, happy and content all at once. “Thank you.”
—- He’s unsure as to why there’s a thank you, but he rubs the back of his neck and smiles. “No, thank you, Mikado.” He...