When I was young, and my imagination ran wild, I would often wonder if the objects around me were actually conscious in some way. Could they see what I was going through? How hard I was working? If they could, would they want to be my friend? Pretty simple and innocent haha.
Well, this manga is definitely a sort of realization of that fantasy... though obviously not so innocent. This story strikes me as one that would touch a lonely girl's heart.
I really appreciated it for what it was, and I loved that the quilt's and table's love for her was so pure and complete.
The only gripe I have, is that I wish the mangaka delved more into how their materializations were able to come back. Inquiring minds want to know, so we can be assured that our MC knows how to not lose them again
I would definitely recommend this, if you're in need of some wholesome smut.
My Quilt and My Coffee Table