Maya
“Hmm…” Maya puckered her lips. With one hand holding a mug filled with creamy mushroom soup, and the other one holding her smartphone, Maya was sitting on a sofa facing the fireplace. Despite the hunger-inducing smell coming from the mushroom soup, Maya’s focus was directed to the screen of the phone, and occasionally towards the dancing of the fire in the fireplace, which looked like it was having a ritual.
“There doesn’t seem to be any camping spots open right now.” She then pouted in disappointment.
“Of course there wouldn’t. It’s winter, young miss.” Ayashida suddenly appeared out of nowhere and sat on another sofa next to Maya. Maya almost didn’t notice the mug he was holding because of the similarity in color with his beige knitwear. After taking a seat beside her, he procee
