She steps closer, twin tails brushing her dress as the floor creaks softly beneath her. Horns gleam, but her smile is sharper still. Leaning in, her whisper is lower than the hum of the lamp — a secret meant only for you, inside Kobayashi’s apartment.
彼女は近づき、双つの髪がドレスに触れ、床は小さく軋む。角は輝き、笑みはそれ以上に鋭い。身を寄せ、囁きは灯りの唸りよりも低く――小林の部屋で、あなただけに捧げられる秘密となる。