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Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc

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Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc.

Opening his eyes wearily, Keigo took his wristwatch from the nightstand and saw that it was 4

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Opening his eyes wearily, Keigo took his wristwatch from the nightstand and saw that it was 4.32 in the morning. Sighing, he pushed the blanket off of him, immediately stopping when he heard a moan from his side. A smile suddenly crept on his face upon seeing his queen's sleeping face.

"I love you too, my prince..."

Even in his sleep, he repeated the sentence so many times. It felt almost unreal for him to hear her say the words he had been longing to hear. Nothing else mattered to him anymore in this world. He wondered if it was possible to love someone that much.

Resting his head back on the pillow, he caressed her soft cheek.No matter how much he hated to wake her up at that moment, he had to send her back to her house.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered to her ear before kissing her cheek.Hikari groaned in protest as she pulled the blanket closer to her face. He tried a few ways to wake her up but when nothing worked, he finally whispered, "Your brother is in..." then she jolted from the bed, up and awake.

"W-what? Where is he?" Hikari pulled the blanket up to her chest while looking around.

"...your house." Keigo chuckled as he avoided the pillow she threw at him. "Don't you want to go home before he's awake?"

"Ah, yeah. You're right." She rested her face on her palm and sighed. "I must hurry. He wakes up very early recently." She lazily moved to the side of the bed but before she could leave it, he held her from her back.

"I hate leaving the bed too. I wish I could spend the entire day with you here..."

"I d-didn't say that!"

"You don't have to say a word. Everything is transparent to my Insight." He kissed her cheek. "Especially you."

"Pervert! What's with this 'Insight' anyway?" She pursed her lips.

"It's my special ability to read you, My Queen..." He rested his nose on the back of her ear, allowing her most relaxing cherry blossom scent to roam his senses.

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