The 7th school district, the garden of the school house, and the student dormitory of Tokiwadai Junior High School. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Two fluffy beds, an empty bookshelf in the corner of the room, a refrigerator and air conditioner, and the curtains are heavy velvet to block out the early morning sun.

Despite the classical European décor, it can be seen that the owner of this dormitory has tried his best to change the feel of the room with trinkets such as dolls and hanging ornaments, making it look more in line with the image of an adolescent girl's room.

Of course, this is the credit of the school girl who has gone back to her hometown for the summer vacation.

The mercury on the wall pointed to 16C, and the girl cowered in the duvet shuddered and writhed like a snake, making an inexplicable sound from her mouth.

"Ahh

Then a pleasant mezzo-soprano came into my ears.

"How does it feel?"

"Headache, a little dizzy, thirsty, nausea." Tsukimiyama replied lazily.

"Sounds like a hangover." The voice commented coldly.

"Actually, the experience is pretty much ......"

"If you need water, there's still a small half glass left at the bedside."

"Thank you......" The half-asleep girl sat up and fumbled for the water cup, drank halfway through it, and suddenly squirted half of the water onto the bed, "Poof-who are you!" ”

She turned her head to the side to see a foreign woman crawling comfortably on the other side of the bed, also cowered in a huge duvet, her shoulders and small half-curvy back exposed, shaking a glass of red wine in her hand.

That leisurely look reminded Tsukimiyama of a golden guy, but more relevant information was buried in the dusty memory.

And she doesn't have extra brain cells to recall the past ten years ago.

This, this, this—what's going on?

When I woke up with an unknown person in the bed, what kind of weird development is this?

Did I go to a bar or something last night?

But no matter how much I recall, the brain responds with only a tingling sensation.

"Why, don't you remember me?" The foreign women, on the other hand, looked at the mountain without paying attention to the moon and took a shallow sip of wine, with an elegant and seductive demeanor, as if they had come out of a painting by François Boucher (Note 1).

"Bastard, are foreigners so open...... Wait, this atavistic way of speaking - seems to have a vague impression that makes me think......" The girl half-took off her nightcap and combed her messy hair with her hands, while forcing herself to calm down, and a few key words slowly emerged from a chaotic mind, "Kisses, Orions, vampires?" (Note 2)"

"It's an iron-blooded, hot-blooded, cold-blooded vampire, Chessite, Jacer, Laura, Leon, and Blade."

"Ahh......h It turned out to be a dream, and sure enough, it was better to continue sleeping. ”

After trying to open his hazy sleepy eyes to look at the foreign woman for a long time, Tsukimiyama collapsed on the bed again, covering his head with a quilt.

"Don't you run away from reality, even if you wear an eyepatch, I won't disappear, and besides, since you say that you continue to sleep, then you actually know that you are not dreaming."

"You can continue to sleep in your dreams...... Ahh Also, the auditory hallucinations seem to be getting worse recently, earplugs, earplugs...... "The girl with an eye patch groped back and forth on the bedside table.

"Huhuhu, in that case, let me confirm that this place is not a dream."

Then, a cold touch wound up.

"Whoa

The girl who was attacked let out a terrible scream.

……

"Anyway, anyway - you and I are in the same bed...... Slept all night? ”

"Exactly." Facing the girl who didn't know what to say, he admitted it calmly without any shyness.

“…… Also, that is to say...... "Tsukimiyama's face became redder and redder, and his gaze wandered," what happened? ”

"I don't know what you're expecting, but nothing happens." Blade Shin glanced at Tsukimiyama, "Why is your face so red?" ”

"Blushing, of course." Yue Jianshan muttered in a low voice, the expression on his face was four points shy, three points excited, two points embarrassed, and a point of bewilderment, "...... Why are you with me? Also, vampires don't need to sleep at all! ”

"It's just a prejudice, and even I can't resist the temptation of a warm, soft bed on a cold night."

"Just because...... Is this the reason......" The complicated expression on Tsukimiyama's face suddenly faded like a sandcastle hit by the waves. She curled up on the bed and hugged her knees as if her stomach hurt, falling into extreme self-depression, and her whole person seemed to be turned into a gray-white stone statue, "That's why...... First ......"

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "If I was tempted by your beautiful sleeping position, would you feel better?" ”

"It's too late to say that now! And don't use that adjective to describe me! Tsukimiyama squirmed hard and leaned towards the bed, realizing that if the current situation was discovered, it would probably spread throughout the school house that night - in this kind of place full of female hormones, whether it was a 'sister-sama' or a 'little cutie' scandal had a wide audience. Especially now that it's the summer vacation, if the current situation is exposed...... The consequences were unimaginable.

Shaking his head and trying to shake this ominous speculation aside, Tsukimiyama gently pushed the blade next to him, "Anyway, get up quickly, otherwise if someone else sees it-"

"Well, it's time to go, too." Blade nodded and drank the red wine in her hand, and then she didn't know what to do, and the crystal glass suddenly disappeared into her palm.

She sat up, her white spine appearing only for a moment in Tsukimiyama's field of vision, and then it was obscured by the blood-like red evening dress.

It only took a moment for Blade to stand by the window as she was dressed and meticulous, and then she suddenly turned her head as if she remembered something.

"Speaking of which, a woman in her thirties who claimed to be the housekeeper or something came to look for you."

Tsukimiyama, who had been shrunk into the duvet, sat up suddenly, completely ignoring the duvet slipping off his chest.

"She, she, she, when did she come?"

Speaking of the warden, probably all Tokiwadai students will have the image of a stern woman wearing an OL suit and glasses who looks shrewd and capable.

There are countless legends about her, from once killing people on the battlefields of the Middle East, to fighting three powerful people without falling behind.

As for Yuejian Mountain, every time I think of her, I feel a faint pain in my neck bone.

That kind of dangerous lock technique will be banned even by WWE!

In short, the unnamed warden, who is not named, is like this, hanging over the heads of all Tokiwadai students, strictly monitoring the students' compliance with every rule and regulations, even Mikoto Misaka of lv5 is no exception.

"At 8:23, I didn't wake you up because you seemed to be sleeping happily."

Tsukimiyama turned his head tremblingly - and saw that the wall clock on the wall pointed to the position of half past nine.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!!" Yuejianshan couldn't help but hold his head and shout, "It's too late!" What did she say at the time? ”

"I was also sleeping at the time, and when she saw the two of us in bed, she politely said a word of interruption and left. It seemed like she was a well-trained subordinate, and at least the reaction wasn't too rude. Commenting with the demeanor of a princess, he seemed to be quite satisfied with the warden's knowledge.

"......" Yuejianshan's expression changed from tangled to sluggish. Good...... Well, at least the Warden probably won't gossip—"

Before she could finish her comforting line, she added, "Besides, when she opened the door, there seemed to be a little girl with a brown ponytail passing by the doorway, so she also saw me - her reaction was quite funny at the time." ”

“……”

"What's wrong with you?"

“…… Ignore me, let me die. Yuejian Mountain lost his soul and retracted into the depths of the bed, "Wake me up again when the world ends." ”

Note 1: In the 18th century, a French painter who painted for Madame de Pompadour, his painting style was more aloof.

Note 2: In KissshotacerolaorionHeartunderblade, kisshot = hot kiss, and Orion in Acerolaorion = Orion.

Note 3: Vampires cannot enter someone's home without the invitation of their owner.

PS: How on earth can we get rid of this ......'ahhh Yes! (Psychiatrist) doctor! (Warcry: Deal 4 damage to yourself).

PS2: In the end, I got rid of the festival...... I don't blame me, that's how it is! And that's the limit for me......

PS3: It's probably not a god unfolding, is it? In addition, because it is always in bed, it can be said to be を play.

PS4: I was going to write more, but I was harassed all the time, and I could only write so much.