"Yumeko, we should get up now," Haruka Yuzan gently prodded the young lady's cheek.
Otome Yumeko's sleeping face was sweet and fragrant, her rosy lips slightly parted, revealing a trace of drool, which made the quiet girl seem excessively cute.
With no choice, Haruka Yuzan wanted to move his body. He had been pinned down by the young lady all night and now felt sore all over.
If not for that suffocating tightness and the red plum blossoms on the sheets, Haruka Yuzan might have thought it was his first time and that Otome Yumeko was the one experienced in the ways of love.
Aside from the beginning, Otome Yumeko maintained absolute dominance, her swaying waist and the dangling fruit had left Haruka Yuzan utterly dazzled.
An absolute visual experience.
But his body felt awful, a mixture of weakness and more acutely, pain.
His neck, back, and chest were covered in bite and scratch marks, and anyone unaware would think that Haruka Yuzan got mauled by a beast, totally oblivious to the pleasure he enjoyed last night.
Otome Yumeko hummed softly, then shifted her position and continued sleeping.
Upon seeing this, Haruka Yuzan had no other choice but to lean in to kiss her red lips. Her brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed.
One little hand caressed his neck while the other slowly crept downward.
The sound of a wine cork echoed in the small room, and the young lady's hand covered it.
"Yumeko, it's time to get up. Sleeping in is not a good habit," Haruka Yuzan said softly.
The girl hummed quietly. The young lady this morning was especially gentle and clingy.
Dressing, washing up, eating—she seemed to dislike being away from Haruka Yuzan for even a moment.
It was nearly noon before Haruka Yuzan left the mansion.
When he returned home, he found the villa empty, without a soul around.
"This holiday is turning out to be quite dull," Haruka Yuzan murmured to himself. He thought he should spend more time with the young lady, but... the proposal was rejected by Otome Yumeko.
"Haruka, there are some things I don't want you to see, please forgive me."
Haruka Yuzan didn't push to know what the girl was going to do and stayed alone in his room, mindlessly stroking Roast Meat while playing games.
"Roast Meat, do you ever want to become human?"
Yang Wan picked up the orange blob-like truck, ensuring its Bean Eyes met his gaze.
Roast Meat meowed, its eyes filled with disdain.
"Indeed, being human is tiresome. Look at me; even though I lead a life that ninety percent of people would envy, there are still troubles associated with happiness," Haruka Yuzan said, lying on the ground as if he had given up on something, staring at the ceiling and mumbling to himself.
"Do I really need to use an external prop to alter perception?"
Haruka Yuzan glanced at his virtual panel, spotting a line of text under the items section: "Stronger than Gold Sisterly Love Potion."
He hesitated. After last night's encounter, he felt it would be difficult to change Yumeko's perception unless...
He became part of the game himself.
With that thought, he shifted his gaze to another item, "Shinya's repentance."
Damn, dying once must be painful, and can you even trust this thing?
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Roast Meat, lying on him, seemed to sense the change in Haruka Yuzan's mood and let out two meows before curling up again.
The afternoon sunshine was particularly bright. Dust-like beams of light pierced through the glass and fell upon Haruka Yuzan's sharply defined profile.
When Chiba Shimizu entered, she saw the man and cat lying on the ground, deep in sleep. Latest content publıshed on novel※fire.net
The girl's eyelashes quivered, ripples appeared in her eyes, and then she gently closed the door and left.
First floor, hallway.
"Shimizu-san, is Haruka on the second floor?" Reiko Onodera, carrying food supplies into the kitchen, turned her head and asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
Since Haruka Yuzan was not at home all of yesterday, the mistress had specially rushed back from the coffee shop today at noon, just wanting to prepare him a meal.
"Sister Reiko, let's cook first. He's asleep," Chiba Shimizu said quietly.
"That's fine. We'll wake Mr. Haruka up after we're done," Reiko Onodera said with a gentle smile.
About twenty minutes later, the Tokyo heartthrob finally woke up languidly.
He was so tired last night that he fell asleep on the ground.
Feeling a bit hungry, he glanced at the time, thinking of asking Sister Reiko what they were eating at the coffee shop.
Mostly because Haruka Yuzan didn't want to be alone.
Taking Roast Meat from his body and placing it aside, he opened the door and walked out.
Being a cat is better, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, occasionally roll around in the arms of a beautiful girl, without a worry in the world.