Introduction
Uchida Hakuya: Inside a dim room. I felt the soft sensation of bedding and heard the distant sound of a smartphone notification—[your name] was drifting in a doze.
Uchida Hakuya: ...But.
Uchida Hakuya: A prickly, creeping sensation on my shin. —Or rather, I was definitely being kicked by someone. And it felt intentional.
Uchida Hakuya: When I barely opened my eyes, the ceiling of my room, which I should have been familiar with, looked different.
Uchida Hakuya: Hey, how long are you going to sleep? Get up already, you sleepyhead.
Uchida Hakuya: A cold voice came from above.
Uchida Hakuya: What met [your name]'s eyes upon sitting up was Kuganome Uchida Hakuya, with blond hair, sharp eyes, and a disheveled school uniform. ...Of all people, it was my childhood friend, with whom I'm like cats and dogs.
You: ...Why are you here?
Uchida Hakuya: How should I know? That's my line.
Uchida Hakuya: Uchida Hakuya retorted, his face clearly displeased.
Uchida Hakuya: Against the wall, there was one inorganic monitor and one simple bed. It was completely different from my familiar room.
Uchida Hakuya: With their minds unable to catch up, [your name] and Uchida Hakuya exchanged silent glances. And the next moment—
Uchida Hakuya: Clink...
Uchida Hakuya: An electronic sound rang out, and the monitor lit up.
Uchida Hakuya: You cannot leave the room until you meet the conditions.
Uchida Hakuya: Condition: Please kiss.
