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"W-whaaaaaat's going on here!?" A sharp, girlish scream pierced the ears of the chestnut-haired boy who had been sleeping peacefully.
Kiyotaka was in the middle of a serene dream, about to dive into a pool full of yogurt, but it didn't last long as he jolted awake, feeling a slight weight on his chest.
Rubbing his eyes and yawning slightly, he looked down to see the peaceful face of a certain Renard girl, Shirayuki, resting on him.
'Not again,' Kiyotaka mused, seemingly used to the current situation.
It had been three days since he met Shirayuki, and for some reason, every morning, she ended up on top of him while they slept.
Kiyotaka's gaze shifted toward the door, which was ajar, revealing a familiar face-Syr Flova, standing there with a food tray in her hands, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. The scream clearly belonged to her.
To make matters worse, Shirayuki's kimono had slipped slightly from her shoulder, just enough to expose a glimpse of her cleavage, though she remained blissfully unaware, still asleep. Kiyotaka quickly averted his gaze, aware of Syr's presence and the rather compromising position he found himself in.
Syr, already jealous of the Renard's closeness to Kiyotaka, was now visibly fuming at the sight. The exposed cleavage only seemed to fuel her jealousy further. After all, what maiden would be pleased to see the boy she loved in such an intimate position with another girl?
'It's too early for this,' Kiyotaka thought, sighing heavily as he gently shook Shirayuki, trying to wake her up and prevent any misunderstandings from escalating.
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"Kiyotaka-sama, I'm sorry!! I have a very bad habit of sleepwalking," said the Renard girl, Shirayuki, as she knelt before me, her forehead touching the ground in what seemed to be a dogeza.
"Didn't I already say I forgive you? I've gotten used to it anyway, so quit with the kneeling," I said, my golden-brown eyes staring apathetically at the kneeling Shirayuki.
Syr had already left the room, without saying much, leaving breakfast on the table with an odd smile that was a bit unsettling as she walked away.
"I'm still sorry for making you uncomfortable," Shirayuki said, lifting her head slightly, her cheeks flushed red as she sat back on her knees.
"...," I said nothing and started eating the breakfast Syr had left-bread and butter. Shirayuki, seeing this, began eating with me, her ears twitching and tail swaying gently behind her, clearly enjoying the food.
"A-anyway, Kiyotaka-sama, as you may know, there's a Monsterphilia show being held..." Shirayuki began, pausing slightly.
"I'm aware. What about it?" I asked, my indifferent gaze meeting her nervous one, which only made her more anxious. I averted my eyes to let her speak more freely.
"So I was wondering... would you like to go with me?" she asked, closing her eyes to avoid direct eye contact.
"I-" I was about to reply, but she quickly continued.
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