A Night With Yuki (1)

Yuki's decision was resolute, her voice steady as she looked at Satoru, her gaze unwavering.

"Hmm, it's decided then. We'll go to your home next week, and then head to the ruins you mentioned." Yuki's tone was final, leaving no room for doubt.

Satoru's eyes widened, his mind racing as he tried to process what she was saying.

The idea of Yuki visiting his home, let alone the ruins, was almost too much for him to comprehend.

His heart thumped in his chest, a mixture of anxiety and excitement bubbling up inside him.

"Ah...? This... this really—" Satoru stammered, his thoughts a jumble as he struggled to find the right words.

Yuki's expression softened slightly, her usual cool demeanor giving way to a more gentle assurance.

She reached out, placing a hand on Satoru's arm, the touch both comforting and grounding.