The next day, Naoki Natsume opened his eyes very naturally, looking at the familiar ceiling with some confusion.

Something didn't seem right with him.

Turning over and sitting up, he looked around his room and understood that something was wrong—

The alarm clock didn't go off, and Mao Asai didn't knock on the door, and he woke up as if he was ...... A bit early?

And this uncomfortable feeling must be ......

Suddenly lifting the quilt, Naoki Natsume's facial expression froze, and after a long time, he pursed his lips, and finally let out a long sigh.

Who said that spring dreams without a trace?

Gotta change it out quickly.

He turned his head to look out the window, and through the thick curtains he could still see the bright sky outside...... Not everyone has ever seen that foggy gray, and only those who haven't slept all night can understand what it's like to watch the sky light up little by little.

This is also where Naoki Natsume feels that something is wrong.

He woke up so early today.

Those who studied hard in high school, those who worked all night for the graduate school entrance examination, should be well aware of the pain of waking up early at four or five o'clock.

Struggling in bed, limbs began to twist, and the alarm clock ringing in his ears made his not yet awake brain even more chaotic, and his heart was more resistant to waking up early than ever......

Naoki Natsume has indeed been accustomed to fighting against bed, but it doesn't mean that he starts to wake up naturally in winter, but tenacious perseverance.

"I slept so well last night?"

How long has it been since you slept until you woke up naturally?

He got up to change his underwear, found his phone and turned off the alarm that hadn't gone off, then opened the window to get some fresh air.

The rain had stopped, and the cherry tree by the window, which was hugging each other, was sticking its branches to the window, and the petals were still covered with dew.

Taking a deep breath to change the turbidity in his lungs, Naoki Natsume opened the door and went downstairs to wash.

The hand of the wall clock on the wall pointed to 4:50, and even the professional maid had not yet started work, but he felt that he was very energetic in the morning, and he had no end of strength in his body.

Throw your dirty laundry in the washing machine, rinse your body with hot water and start washing your face and brushing your teeth.

Naoki Natsume, who was holding a toothbrush, looked at himself in the mirror and was suddenly stunned.

As far as I could see, my face seemed to be a little stronger, and the lines of my neck and collarbones were more pronounced than before, as if I had cut them off from some medieval statue just above my neck.

The figure under the clothes seems to have become a little stronger...... Why didn't I think I was still a little muscular when I looked closely?

Is it the famous mirror illusion, when you look in the mirror, you will inexplicably feel that you are handsome and have a good figure?

The most important thing is that his information bar has changed.

[Name: Naoki Natsume (weak)]

[Stamina: 3]

[Perception: 3 (10)]

【Luck: 3 (10)】

[Physical Condition: Very hungry, physical strength continues to recover]

The parenthesis after the stamina is gone?

There is also a new stamina status display.

Scratching his head, Naoki Natsume didn't know what was going on.

Since he had a complete memory when he was eight years old, this thing has been with him for more than ten years, and these things on the information bar have long been familiar to him.

But today there are a few more variables in the information column.

Anyway, since I had that spring dream last night, it's been ...... It's weird.

"I knew something was wrong," Naoki Natsume shook off the water in his hand, then clenched his fist and felt the muscles in his arm exert force, "I didn't feel like I was full of strength before, and I was so hungry?" ”

"Knock Knock"

There was an inaudible sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Asai Mao also woke up, she went downstairs with hazy eyes to wash, and just opened the door to see Natsume Naoki with his back to the door and stretched out his shorts, with his head down and muttering something in his mouth.

"Is it my delusion? Or is it just a little more energetic in the morning? ”

Everyone was impressed after three days, but Naoki Natsume felt that his little brother seemed to have become unrecognizable after a night.

He loosened the elastic band and let the trouser belt bounce back against his lower abdomen, and looked up with a thoughtful expression.

He was thinking about what had happened to him, and then in the mirror he saw a woman with her hair in a cloak standing behind her!

"Wow!" Naoki Natsume turned around suddenly, and after seeing that it was Asai Mao, he gasped slightly and slapped his chest, using the traditional soul calling method of the Celestial Empire engraved into his DNA: "Natsume is okay, Natsume is okay...... It scared me to death, I thought someone was going to kill me. ”

Asai squinted at him with disgust, then pointed out the door with his thumb.

Naoki Natsume slapped his head and motioned for himself to go out immediately.

The toilet was made for the shallow well, and there was a soft rattling followed by flushing, and then the sound of various bottles and cans being picked up and put down. When Asai came out of the bathroom, he had already regained the dignity and temperament of the maid on weekdays.

Even if she was only wearing pajamas at the moment, Naoki Natsume felt that Asai had an invisible evening dress on her body after getting out of bed.

"I'm going to make breakfast, does Natsume-kun have anything you want to eat?"

"There's still that stuff left over from last night, so why don't you just have breakfast!" Naoki Natsume was doing an activity in the living room, and he rubbed his stomach: "I feel very hungry, and the meat was just right last night...... Huh? ”

Suddenly, Naoki Natsume frowned.

Last night......

I can't remember anything about last night.

After eating, it seems that I jumped directly to the morning and opened my eyes, and the memories in the middle were gone.

As for the spring dream with the little junior sister who wrote straight words on his face with white ink, Naoki Natsume skipped it directly, which was unrealistic......

It is only possible in dreams that this kind of girl takes the initiative to kiss.

Seeing Naoki Natsume lost in thought, Asai playfully raised his eyebrows, took three steps and two steps, and stepped into the kitchen with his little hand.

The maid opted for tactical evasion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Asai fleeing into the kitchen, and Naoki Natsume tilted his head.

She has been reading the information column for a month, has it changed a little?

"Asui?"

Naoki Natsume got up and chased to the kitchen, and he stood at the kitchen door and looked at Mao Asai, who was busy with his work.

Asai was stunned, and when he turned around, he couldn't see any nervousness on his face: "What's the matter?" ”

"I was trying to ask if I drank too much last night?" While asking him, he stared at the information bar of Mao Asai.

[Name: Mao Asai]

[Perception: 8]

[Stamina: 9]

[Luck: 7]

[Physical condition: The probability of suffering from a severe cold in the near future increases by 95%]

"Yes, you drank a whole bottle of red wine, staggered and couldn't even find where the stairs were, and finally I helped you back to your room." Mao Asai replied.

Maybe lying with a blank face is also one of the special training of maids, anyway, Naoki Natsume didn't suspect anything.

He couldn't even forget when it broke, and naturally he didn't know how he got upstairs.

Normally, if a drunk person breaks off the pill the next day, he will not suspect that the person who drank with him drugged himself.

And now there are other more important things that distract Naoki Natsume.

"I'm not saying strange things or playing any drunken madness, am I?"

"No, Natsume-kun has a good wine, and if you drink too much, you only know how to giggle and sleep."

Increased chance of getting a bad cold?

What is it?

He looked at the information bar with a photo of a half-naked maid that appeared next to Asai Mao, similar to an ID card, and muttered softly.

Before he could take a closer look, the information bar was already hidden.

The information bar will not be suspended in real time, otherwise in Natsume's sight, everyone he knows will follow the information bar, which will be dazzling.

"You...... Recently, I remember to add more clothes," Naoki Natsume scratched his head, not knowing whether to believe it or not, but it was always right to remind him kindly, "It's been raining a lot lately, and the temperature has become very fast, and I've heard that girls can't stand the cold." ”

If Mao Asai had listened to this kind of advice before, he wouldn't have thought much in his heart. After all, her strong physique keeps her from getting sick all year round.

But just yesterday, when they went to Shibuya to eat Thai food together, she still felt a little uncomfortable on her body, so she couldn't help but feel a little more empathetic to Naoki's advice.

"My employer is a bit humane, although there are more jobs and things related to you are troublesome, but at least he is a boss who knows how to care for his employees."

The corners of Asai Mao's mouth lifted shallowly, and the fleeting smile made Naoki Natsume stunned.

It's a pity not to smile too much, he thought to himself, always having a cold poker face is indeed dignified and elegant, but it doesn't look like a girl who has just passed her 18th birthday.

Mao Asai turned around and continued to throw chopped parsley into the pressure cooker.

"I see, I'll take care of myself while taking care of Natsume-kun...... Prepare to wash your hands and eat. The notes and textbooks for today's class have been put in the study for you, and you will read them after eating. ”