After regaining consciousness, Natsume first looked around, in addition to the curtains blown up by the wind, in addition to the flowers blooming in the sun, in addition to the figures on the counter that seemed to be a child's interest, in addition to reading the detective book that was halfway turned by the breeze, he also saw a man sleeping next to him.

Although he was wearing a mask, Natsume reached out and touched the other person's crotch, and the presence of that thing was so noticeable.

Then I touched my whole body with my hands, and if I found that I was currently naked if I excluded the bandages that were wrapped in many places, I guess what happened to this man last night.

After confirming that the other party was a man through that thing, Natsume rubbed his nose with his hand and distanced himself from it, obviously it was a man Weishenme was so fragrant, did you want people to come over and smell it?

Natsume sniffed the scent of the man who slept in the same bed as herself, and was disgusted in addition to disgust.

The only thing that makes me happy is that there is no problem with chrysanthemums.

Very good, so let's sort out the current situation.

When I woke up, I slept with the mask Xiangxiang man naked, and the wounds on my body were bandaged and emergency treatment was carried out, so this Xiangxiang man should have no malicious intent.

The white hair that the other party showed from under the mask was very eye-catching, and the whole person lazily rubbed his face against the pillow, adjusted his posture in order to sleep well, and shrank his whole body like a child.

After waiting for a while, Natsume swallowed a mouthful of saliva after discovering that he was not moving, and he stretched out his right hand, which remembered that half of his flesh and bones had been cut off by my wife Yuno, and the fingers of his right hand, which was wrapped in bandages, stiffly touched the other man's mask.

Get it on.

With a single touch, the mask does not change in any way. And the owner who wore it yawned. He pulled the quilt on Natsume's side with his hand.

This guy. It's deliberate, even if it's close to noon, it's still a little cold to be naked in the air, so those who run naked on the street will be caught by the police, because it's easy to catch a cold.

Natsume endured the cold while slowly pulling the quilt back at a speed that would not wake the other party.

Maybe this bed is a single bed, so the quilt is not big, so even if Natsume carefully pulls the quilt, it will cause a big impact.

It seems to feel the quilt behind it suddenly disappear and the temperature drops. The masked boy stretched out his white arm inside the quilt and went directly under Natsume's armpit, and Zuihou grabbed the end of the quilt and pulled it back.

Oooh oh! This is a declaration of war against me!

Natsume, who treats life as a garbage game at any time, will not admit defeat even in the face of garbage games, let alone grab a quilt with a sleeping person.

But that's not right, it's not right, Natsume didn't act for this.

I got out of bed and walked over to a closet that looked like a wardrobe, and when I opened it, I found that there were only a few shirts behind, not even pants.

Choosing to ignore the appearance of his naked shirt, Natsume returned to the bedside again.

Reach out to the opponent's mask with the left hand, which is currently more powerful than the right hand.

This mask is fastened from the rear. Therefore, if you want to remove it, you must first untie the connection port at the back of the other person's brain.

Quietly climbed into bed, but fortunately the bed was not a spring bed. Instead, it was an ordinary bed with a quilt underneath, so Natsume's actions didn't cause any shaking.

Very well, bend down, slowly put your hands over the other person's head, and then gradually grope for the back of the head for the button.

Hmm~

There was a sign that he was about to wake up, and Natsume stopped his movements and froze in place.

Pulling the quilt and wrapping himself, the masked boy fell into a deep sleep again.

OK, you can continue to act, if the other party wakes up, he will definitely not let himself see his true face.

Although it is a bit too much to do such a move to this person who may be his life-saving benefactor, this small matter can be ignored compared to the true face of the other party.

The hand had groped for the articulation port, and the clasp was fastened from below to the protruding ring hook.

Their hands are a little stiff and obey the command, and their movements are as if they have suffered from the big boss delay magic, and they are not flexible at all, and the price of this inflexibility is ......

entangled.

In more literary terms, this is how it can be described.

Natsume's nimble fingers drew a route that vanished through the air, and what ended the fingers' passage through the cage of the free realm was the short, crisp hair that exuded a fragrance.

But what is the use of literature and art now!

Not only his hair, but the gap between the bandages between his fingers was jammed with clasps, and Natsume was sweating even if it wasn't hot.

"Ahh~"

The other party gave birth to a lazy waist, Natsume turned his face away from his hand, and suddenly, his hands grabbed Natsume's arm, and then pulled, Natsume's body moved down at the same time as the pain appeared.

The mouths are going to touch each other!

Woooooooo

Holding back the pain of the wound cracking, Natsume shouted, and after he tore the bandage apart, the whole person fled through the crook of the other man's arm.

"Whew~ Good morning."

"What did you just want to do?"

"It's just that you suddenly woke up like you were going to hold something, don't you feel a little cold?"

"Of course it's cold, it's the same as not wearing clothes."

Then.

The masked boy reached under the bed and tossed the clothes wrapped in the bag to Natsume.

It's a set of sportswear, and Natsume, who doesn't like sports, wears it with a little disgust, and her cold body suddenly warms up.

Even if the outfit is made of mesh for breathability, at least some warmth is retained.

Natsume sat on the only chair in the room.

"Can I ask a question? Who are you? ”

"It's not asking for my opinion, it's asking directly."

The other sat up from the bed with his hands outstretched, revealing his fair skin from his loose pajamas.

Natsume turned his face away unnaturally, but he turned his head at the thought that the other party was a man.

"Hungry? When hungry I bought some food, chocolate and milkshakes. ”

"That's a snack."

"Do we have different interests?"

"Don't confuse me with you."

"I see."

The masked boy knelt on the bed and sat up straight, he fastened the clasp on his chest with his hands, and the collarbone exposed to Natsume's eyes disappeared.

Scratching his hair with his hand, the masked boy said as he looked at the sunlight outside the window

"It's so late, let's make something first."

"Answer my questions first."

"Who do you mean I am?"

"Of course."

"You know best."

Ha?

Natsume felt a little unbelievable at the boy's words.

I know best what I know, they are just meeting for the first time.

Ah, so be it.

The boy once again reached under the bed with his right hand and took out a bloody trench coat and hat from underneath. (To be continued......)