Yesterday, I dreamed of a strange space, as if floating above the clouds. It was white, yet gently tinted in a soft pink hue. There were no walls anywhere, and whenever I tried to touch something in front of me, it felt like marshmallow—soft, elusive, and hard to grasp. That sensation brought a pleasant, incredibly pleasurable feeling. When I woke up, I was holding my proud girlfriend, Eri. Her skin was pink, fluffy, and tender, just like the sensation from my dream.