She slid her hand on the bumpy and rough bed slowly flowing back to the big and warm bed. Seeing the other side of the double bed empty, Natsumi sighed loudly and stood up to sat on the bed. She slowly opened her beautiful auburn-colored eyes while pulling her curly hair behind her ear so that it wouldn’t be in her way. In the morning, I wish it would be eveningĪ young feminine figure turned around in the bed and buried her head in the pillow. This time I used song called “Veitsenterällä” aka “Blade of a Knife”. This story is also a song-fic and the song parts are cursived.
