Lucas sat down on the sofa, and the sensual sound of Nancy's song played in the background. I couldn't help but wonder—would it stir up old memories for him? Or would it stir up waves of emotion in his heart?

　　"Has your stomach been hurting these past few days?"

　　I finally lifted my head from the tea table, which I had polished to a shine, and casually asked the question.

　　Lucas pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and gave me a sly smile.

　　"Do ...