Who Said A Hikikomori Can't be Classy? [Cellphone Novel]

♪Sleeping Beauty (Pt. 1)♪

"Wait..."

I heard Ichinomiya's remorseful voice
trailing after me.

It took all of my willpower
just to resist the urge to grin.

Ahah!

Well well!

Trying to apologize now, are we?

Satisfied over this possibility of an apology,
I contemplated to myself whether or not
I should graciously accept it.

However,
right as I was about to respond...

"Milady!"

Gilbert had shoved me aside
before I could even be allowed
a chance to react.

What the hell!

Baffled by the sudden urgency in his tone,
I turned around to have a look.

There,
in the same spot she had previously stood,
Ichinomiya Megumi was now lying down,
her still body sprawled across the floor
in a small heap.

The papers I had given her
were scattered all around.

Her eyes were closed.

And she showed no signs of movement.

"...Ichinomiya?!"

Panicked by the sight,
I immediately rushed over to her side.

"Please don't do this..."

A sense of uneasiness crept over me
as I knelt down and clasped her hand tightly between mine.

Her fingers felt slightly clammy,
but thankfully,
it was not to the point where I should be alarmed.

And her pulse was still present.

"Whew."

Breathing a sigh of relief,
I gave her hand a little squeeze.

Next to me,
Gilbert commented
in his usual composed manner,

  "It appears Milady has collapsed again." 

"...huh?"

"It's the third time this week."

...

...

...

Exactly what do you mean by that,
you old fart?!