At the summer festival with coworkers, Natsu was all excited wearing a yukata, but her senior bailed out of it. 'Maybe he has another woman. Being perfect is exhausting.' Seeing him drunk and exposing his weaknesses made my chest tighten, and I impulsively kissed him. My rationality crumbled. Just being able to distract from loneliness was enough. But Natsu fiercely desired me... We made love all night long. We kept making love. Like trying to erase her senior's existence from memory...
