A soft sensation wrapped around his body. Together with the sweet fragrance tickling his nose, Michihiro felt calm and relaxed.

Without the need to open his eyes, he knew the texture he was feeling was that of a quality bed. The smell of the original still lingered within the sheets. The scent of a girl.

It dawned on Michihiro how familiar this sensation was to his past where his spoilt sister would sleep with him nearly every night. Occasionally, his childhood friend would also invade his bed whenever possible.

Simply put, this sensation brought upon him a sense of nostalgia.