On the Pokémon Island, Karasuma Gaki and Yukimura Seiichi occasionally come to live in a simple courtyard that belongs to them.
There were many beautiful flowers and plants planted in the yard, which Karasuma Gaki couldn't name. Yukimura would always introduce their scientific names to him with a smile.
When Yukimura is away, the island staff will take time out every week to come and take care of them.
There will also be uninvited elves who will bury themselves in the small courtyard with fresh fragrance under the warm sunshine, playing, sleeping and strolling.
The gentle sunshine shines on the unmelted snow, and it is a peaceful and comfortable morning.
Karasuma Gaki opened his eyes lazily at the smell of a mouth-watering smell.
It's the smell of toasted bread. Yukimura seems to have a special liking for the kitchen recently and must be using the bread maker.
She rolled over on the bed, with the corners of her loose pajamas ruffled by the quilt, revealing her beautiful white waist and abdomen. She stretched out her arms, groaning meaninglessly and stretching herself.
The soft white hair was messed up for a few moments as she rolled around, then obediently fell on her cheeks. Her owner's pretty face seemed to have no expression, as if she had just woken up and was dull.
Don't want to move.
After rolling another round, the aroma seemed to become more complex, blending in with the taste of fried eggs.
I got up from the messy bed, put on my slippers and went into the bathroom to wash up.
Yukimura didn't close the bedroom door when he went downstairs.
Returning to the room, his eyes moved to the things he had casually placed on the bedside table last night.
It’s a new Polaroid camera given by Vermouth that can take photos instantly, although mobile phones can also take photos.
But Vermouth just likes to give him things that he is not interested in from time to time when there are no festivals.
He bent down to pick it up, then sat on the bed and fiddled with it.
I took a meaningless photo of a random corner of the room, and put the window with the curtains opened and a glimpse of snow in the distance outside the window into the film.
He quickly spat out the photo he had taken from the spout and stared at it for a while. Then, Karasuma Gaki let out an unconscious hum, as if he was laughing at himself for not knowing what he was doing.
From the open door, there were sounds of gentle footsteps going up the stairs.
Karasuma Gaki turned the camera towards the door and pressed the shutter.
The photo was taken of Yukimura walking into the bedroom.
When the shutter sounded, the boy who had just entered the door seemed a little confused.
The long, thick eyelashes fluttering up and down are beautiful, the slightly raised curve of the eyebrows is also beautiful, and the rosy lips slightly opened to reveal a little bit of hidden white teeth is also beautiful.
The shutter sound rang several times again in an instant, recording the lovely expression of the handsome young man.
Yukimura smiled slightly, with a little satisfaction and complacency.
He closed the door with his backhand and approached his lover who was sitting lazily on the edge of the bed amid the sound of shutter clicks.
She bent down and sat beside him, put her arms around the waist of Karasuma Gakaki, who had a meaningless smile on his face, and her thumb skillfully and habitually touched her lover's delicate skin.
The slightly cool palm touched the warm skin, and the man trembled slightly due to the physiological reaction of suddenly feeling the cold.
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