I pursed my lips, smiled, looked at her, and then said, "The porridge that you've made smells good. Thank you!".

She was slightly surprised, and tears fell even more down her face, but this time she smiled. I was relieved. I don't want to become the same person as Brad Silverman.

I went to see Erin off, but it was already early in the morning and I'm not even sleepy. I considered the time needed to get up in the middle of the night and moved to Jordan Astley's place. And I need stay there.

I fell asleep, but in the middle of the night vaguely sensed something. I tried...