"...Hmm..." I wake up on the sofa and smell the strangely familiar, wonderful aroma of pancakes. I take a deep breath, trying to place just what it reminds me of.
"Good morning, Ayane." Setsuna greets me from my kitchen, and I see her there cooking. She's still in the same clothes from last night.
"W-What?" I sit up, confused, finding myself clutching a bunch of papers and photographs. The memories from yesterday quickly start coming back to me.
"You fell asleep on my lap yesterday, crying from happiness. I think you were just too tired, so I took care of a few things... unfortunately, we couldn't have dinner, but today is the 25th, so we can have an even more special meal," she says, skillfully flipping a pancake.
"Oh... I-I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble." I apologize for making such a scene, and she didn't even get to try the food meant for yesterday. It probably wouldn't taste perfect now.
