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"Kurumi."
I looked down at the girl who had buried her face in my chest, refusing to co out, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you sure you want to just keep holding like this?" I teased. "Tohka and the others are already getting ready. They might co looking for you soon."
At my words, I felt her flinch.
'That's right,' she was surely thinking. 'It's almost noon. They'll be up any second now. What if they co looking for and find us… like this?'
Even though she was completely devoted to , she was still shy about being seen with , especially in her own bed. Though reluctant to leave the warmth of my embrace, Kurumi forced herself to release her arms.
I took the opportunity to slip out of her grasp and started to get dressed. I glanced back at the bed, where she had once again buried her head in a pillow, clearly having no intention of getting up.
"Kurumi, are you not getting up?" I asked. "Didn't you promise everyone you'd go to the mall with them today?"
If it weren't for her promise, I would have gladly let her rest. After all, my little girlfriend had been working as hard as a bee all night.
She shook her head, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Don't wanna…"
Even if she had to get up, she needed ti to compose herself. Besides, the others probably wouldn't mind if she was late. Right now, thinking back on last night, she just didn't have the courage to face .
It was just too embarrassing.
'How could I have been so foolish as to agree to that? And to top it all off, I even passed out at the end!'
Her voice was heavy with sha. Though I couldn't see her face, I could practically feel the steam rising from her head. She was at her absolute limit.
"We're practically an old married couple," I said with a helpless sigh. "What's there to be embarrassed about? The sun's high in the sky. If you don't get up now, they're really going to co in here."
Kurumi's eyelashes fluttered.
"But… but I'm so tired, Kyoya," she whined, her voice laced with exhaustion. "I don't want to move."
Her entire body ached. Her hands, her legs—they all felt limp and heavy, like they didn't belong to her.
I shook my head, my expression a mixture of amusent and pity. "Alright, fine. You stay in bed. I'll tidy up, then help you get dressed."
For most people who loved to sleep in, the final boss was the act of putting on clothes. The solution was simple: if your girlfriend was too lazy to get up, just dress her yourself.
"Thank you, Kyoya," she murmured, not refusing my offer.
As embarrassing as it was to have her boyfriend dress , they had already done… everything else. What was sothing as trivial as this? Besides, she was genuinely exhausted. Letting help wasn't entirely out of the question.
'We've already done everything we should, and everything we shouldn't,' she reasoned. 'What's there to be afraid of?'
With her consent, I quickly tidied the room. The clothes that had been scattered on the floor were unceremoniously tossed into my system's inventory space to be incinerated later. Then, I opened her closet and expertly retrieved the single remaining pair of black stockings.
I returned to the bed, reached under the covers, and took hold of her small, delicate foot. The reason she only had one pair left was simple: one had gotten dirty last night, and the other had been torn to shreds.
'I need to remind Kurumi to buy more stockings.'
After I finished dressing her, I made another offer. "Kurumi, how about I give you a massage to help you recover?"
Seeing my girlfriend so worn out, I felt a pang of guilt. As her man, I had to take responsibility.
But at my words, a deep blush instantly spread across her face.
She let out a soft gasp and shot a smoldering, accusatory look that was far more alluring than she intended. "No way. Your mind is always in the gutter."
'The nerve of this guy,' she thought. 'I'm already this exhausted, and he still won't let off the hook?'
If she weren't completely outmatched, she would have "cherished" him in a way he wouldn't soon forget.
I t her gaze with an expression of pure innocence. "Hey, even if you are my favorite, Kurumi, you can't just slander like that."
Seeing my indignant expression, Kurumi paused, realizing she might have misunderstood. She knew well enough to know that if I really wanted to take advantage of her, I wouldn't bother with such a roundabout thod.
A brilliant, captivating light shone in her eyes.
"Well then," she said with a soft smile, "I'll be in your care, Kyoya."
I nodded gravely. "Don't worry. I promise this ti... it will be a completely legitimate massage."
"Mmm." She shot a resentful glare.
Wait...
He just said… this ti… it would be a legitimate massage?
Does that an all the other tis weren't!?
So that's why he was always so eager to give us massages before! And that's why they always made us make such embarrassing sounds! The real culprit was this pervert!
But things had already co this far. There was no point in stopping him now.
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A short while later.
Kurumi, completely refreshed, stood up and stretched. Noticing my gaze on her, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
I reached out and gently stroked her face. "I love you, Kurumi,"
The warmth in my eyes made her breath catch, her heart stuttering in her chest. A wave of indescribable happiness washed over her.
"I love you too, Kyoya," she replied, her voice full of emotion.
A smile touched my eyes. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her impossibly slender waist.
"Say it again," I murmured. "I didn't hear you the first ti."
"I won't!"
She blinked, a bright, radiant smile on her face. But though her words were a refusal, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled into a deep kiss.
The room fell silent. The feelings that couldn't be expressed with words were transmitted through the warmth of our skin.
After a few seconds, she tried to pull away, but I wasn't ready to let her go. I slid a hand to the back of her head, holding her in place as I took the lead.
Several minutes later, she finally broke away, flushed and breathless, and fled the room.
I watched her go, the smile in my eyes impossible to hide.
"So this is the great Nightmare's stamina?" I mused to myself. "Not so impressive after all."
'Who would have thought? The real Kurumi's stamina is even lower than her clones'.'
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