I met my childhood friend again, and she had grown into a beautiful and innocent girl. "It's been a while, Hayato." "Haruki, is it?" In the past, I used to play in the mud with my childhood friend in the countryside, and when I saw her again, there was no trace of the bratty young girl I remembered. Only in front of Hayato did she throw off her coat and act as crassly as she did back then. The distance between us hasn't changed.