"Nagi, hurry up, you're going to be late if you don't go to the football club training!" The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, shining golden yellow on the ground. A girl with a high ponytail and eyes as bright as black stones stood at the door of a Japanese-style courtyard and shouted loudly into the house.
In the room, a silver-haired boy slowly climbed up from the bed, his eyes bleary, still holding the game controller in his hand, muttering: "It's so troublesome, let me sleep a little longer..."
"Nagi Seishirou!" The girl raised her voice, put her hands on her hips, and pretended to rush into the house.
The boy reluctantly stood up, casually put on a sweatshirt, and shuffled out, not forgetting to hold his Switch in his hand.
Reader comments
It's pretty, but it's a bit deviated from the original setting.
It's pretty, but it's a bit deviated from the original setting.