SNOS-283 Fuua Kaede

It's raining again outside. My laundry won't dry, so I trudge to my usual laundromat. Hearing the rain hitting my umbrella, I can no longer suppress the throbbing pain deep within me that started that day. At first, it was just carelessness. I got soaked in the rain on the way, and with my blouse clinging damp to my skin, I fell into a deep sleep, enveloped in the whirring sound of the dryer—that was my undoing. My body, wet and see-through...