Lunch time still passed as usual. For the past few days, Aito had been bothered by dreams where he and Junan slept together, the image sometimes embarrassed him. How could it continue to haunt him? Even in the dream world.
For the past few days, he had been avoiding Junan's direct gaze. His face would easily turn red when he remembered what he had dreamed, especially his stupid face when he had just woken up realizing their position. It had been days, but the incident was still strongly embedded in his mind.
They ate in silence, even though Aito felt Junan's gaze, he didn't know what to say. So they just remained silent with their own thoughts.
Under his intense gaze, of course Junan realized that the little one was a bit strange. He had been talking less with him for the past few days, to the point where he wondered if he had done something wrong? However, the answer didn't seem to be because of that.
