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Surprisingly, the first night under the same roof passed without incident.
Morning came swiftly.
As the earliest rays of sunlight gently pierced through the bedroom curtains, Yukina Himeragi's biological clock stirred her from sleep right on schedule.
As a Sword Shaman raised under the strict discipline of the Lion King Organization, Yukina had developed a meticulous internal clock. Even without alarms, her body naturally woke at the precise time she needed to rise and begin her daily meditation and spiritual training—exactly at 6 AM every morning.
"Mnn..."
Her quiet murmuring softly broke the overnight stillness, tiny dust motes trembling gently in the morning sunlight like startled fairies. Slowly, Yukina opened her eyes, the motion sluggish and heavy. Her consciousness remained fogged, drowsy from the night's interrupted sleep.
It wasn't unusual, considering she'd gone to bed nearly two hours later than her usual bedtime. Feeling completely refreshed upon waking would have been stranger, honestly.
Still, relying on sheer willpower, Yukina resisted the temptation to simply shut her eyes and drift back into dreams.
Surprisingly, last night... she'd actually slept quite well.
Still lying quietly on her bed, she stared blankly at the glowing curtains, recalling her worries the night before.
She'd initially assumed sharing a bed for the first time ever with a boy would leave her nervous and sleepless. But in reality, Bokue had fallen into a deep, silent sleep almost immediately, and his rhythmic breathing somehow lulled her into peaceful rest as well.
Before she knew it, it was morning.
A gentle, cooling breeze from the bedroom's air conditioner wafted steadily, dutifully circulating crisp, refreshing air.
Slowly, Yukina shifted beneath the covers, preparing to get out of bed.
But suddenly—
"Eh… huh?"
She froze mid-movement, feeling an odd pressure around her waist, holding her securely in place. And... something warm and solid was distinctly wedged between her thighs.
Curious and confused, Yukina carefully peeled back the covers and glanced downward.
Two strong arms held her firmly from behind, wrapping snugly around her waist. And that unknown presence pressed between her legs—though difficult to see clearly in the dim morning glow—was unmistakably extending from behind her.
Wait... behind her?
Realization hit Yukina like a lightning strike. Slowly, cautiously, she turned her head backward.
Inches away from her face, Bokue Keikain's peacefully sleeping features filled her vision.
...Eh?
In that instant, something akin to rational thought snapped inside Yukina's mind.
If she wasn't mistaken—and judging from Bokue's bare shoulders, clearly visible above the edge of the covers—he wasn't wearing any clothes. And considering their current intimate positioning...
Then that meant the warm thing nestled between her legs could only possibly be—
Heat surged immediately into Yukina's pale cheeks, staining them vividly scarlet all the way to her ears. Her blood pressure spiked through the roof in an instant.
Yet, perhaps because human voices sometimes simply failed to function under extreme shock, Yukina found herself utterly unable to produce a scream.
And as her mind spun in embarrassment, she noticed something else equally crucial: her current position was far from the edge of the bed.
In other words, if they'd originally agreed to split the bed evenly, with the centerline dividing their territory, Yukina had clearly drifted well past that invisible boundary—now lying comfortably in the very middle of the mattress.
Meaning Bokue hadn't grabbed her in his sleep; rather, she herself had unknowingly migrated closer overnight, prompting Bokue's arms to instinctively encircle her like a cozy body pillow.
As for the... presence pressing between her thighs, it was supposedly a common occurrence for young men upon waking.
The current situation was mortifying enough. Waking Bokue up and letting him discover the embarrassing scene would only compound her humiliation.
The smartest solution was simple: quietly extricate herself before Bokue awoke, then pretend nothing unusual had ever happened.
Taking two steadying breaths to calm her frantic heart, Yukina gently began to pry away Bokue's arms from her waist.
Directly yanking his hands away would obviously fail; people tended to wake easily when their limbs felt sudden resistance. She'd need to move slowly and steadily.
Carefully, Yukina started gently nudging his grip looser, simultaneously shifting her body inch-by-inch away from him.
This was the only way she could escape without disturbing Bokue.
Yet one flaw marred her escape plan: freeing herself required her legs to move—legs currently trapped by that troubling presence. Yukina hesitated, fearful of applying too much force.
Moreover, every slight shift of her hips increased friction, reigniting that strange, anxious heat within her.
At this rate, she wouldn't make it.
Biting her lip gently, Yukina paused, reconsidering her strategy. She decided to focus first on regaining full control over her legs.
Although simple in theory, the execution quickly proved frustratingly difficult. Her waist remained secured by Bokue's arms, preventing her from rising or rolling away. And thanks to his firm embrace, she couldn't reach back to move the "object" herself.
Four paths lay ahead, yet three were already blocked. Only one choice remained.
Resolutely, Yukina bit her lip harder and slowly slid her hands downward, reaching nervously toward the intrusive object.
Her plan was straightforward: push the front end down slightly while carefully moving her right leg forward. Once she released her hands, the "intruder" would naturally slip backward due to the angle, freeing her legs entirely.
Yet, naive as she was, Yukina overlooked a key detail: young men's morning reactions, although typically harmless, could quickly intensify if accidentally stimulated.
The instant her delicate hands gently gripped that sensitive object, Bokue stirred abruptly behind her, as if triggered by some hidden switch. The arms she'd carefully loosened suddenly tightened sharply, pulling Yukina firmly back into his embrace, and in a swift, sleepy motion, he rolled on top, pinning her beneath him completely.
At the very moment she felt the thin fabric between them pushed aside and something unmistakably hot and firm pressed intimately against her, Yukina's mind managed just a single, desperate thought:
Oh no.
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