Lute-kun listened to my story in silence.
Then he changed his pose from hugging his knees to a cross-legged sitting position.
“Snow, come over here.”
“Why?”
“Just do it already.”
He made me sit on his lap a little bit forcibly.
Lute-kun embraces my head gently and holds my ears against his chest.
“Can you hear the sound of my heart?”
“...Yes, I can hear. It goes dokun, dokun, dokun....”