บท 341: New Workspace

Akiko was full of questions when Gengyo finally returned to bed, but he avoided them deftly, saying that he merely needed the air. Neither of them were up long enough for that conversation to last much longer. Their exhaustion hit them all at once and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Gengyo's dreams were haunted by a life that he had left behind. The busy streets of Tokyo, the crowds of people that fled across open roads when the traffic finally stopped to allow them across.

He remembered back to school, a time that had begun out rather well for him, for his athleticism and his intelligence had earned him popularity. But as his home life decayed, so too did his confidence and his social skills and he soon earned himself a spot in the corner, entirely alone.