Although there is an extra person around him, the heat and breath are very obvious, which is very obvious to a demon who is sensitive due to nervousness.

But with the help of a touch of fantasy, Omer was able to fall asleep.

And the sleep is very good.

And what is even more worth mentioning is that there are visits in dreams for several nights in a row, but this time it unexpectedly did not come.

Perhaps because she did not have the control and control of the stage, Omer had a very long time and had an ordinary dream.

I dreamed that I had become a fisherman, and I had been fishing for a long time with a small wooden boat and a small fishing rod, but I could only watch the fish swaying and whirling on the surface of the sea, and I angrily picked up the small harpoon on the boat, and stirred up hundreds of fish with one fork.

Then alarmed the sharks.

But the shark fart was useless, and he forked it up again, followed by the menacing whale, and then rushed out of the king squid.

But they were all bombarded by him with a whaling fork that he had upgraded at some point, and then there were two-headed sharks, three-headed sharks, four-headed sharks, and deadly five-headed sharks.

He struggled to handle it, but he still won!

Eventually, the giant sea serpent-like manda struck and easily smashed his boat, capturing him downwards by the current, and as he struggled, he was caught in the end of the tentacles of the vengeful Octopus shark.

It's endless!

He was outraged.

But this time he was exhausted, and he could only be extremely angry in the midst of extreme anger.

The soft but strong restraint could not be broken free, and he was dragged and sunk until his eyes widened in reality and he could see the faint morning light through the cracks in the curtains.

I felt the extension of the constraints in the dream.

"Shinjo-sama?" He opened his mouth with a blank look, but no one in the quiet bedroom responded.

Only the hand that crossed the waist and rested on the abdomen and chest was still pressing.

So he raised his voice slightly: "Miss Akane? ”

"Uh-huh—" came from his ears as if he was not very awake, reminding him of his classmates in junior high school who were lying on their stomachs and changing sides during naps at their desks, muttering about the same vague and broken things.

But it was obviously impossible for the other party to flip, and she even had her hands between her hands and the body when she slept on Omer's side.

It stands to reason that the arm under this must not feel good, and being pressed by the side of the body can easily cause blood to be blocked, and then feel soreness and weakness.

But the hand was unusually active, pressing on his chest as if he were trying to resuscitate him.

In contrast, the hand on the abdomen also goes around the shirt in an attempt to draw a map around the abs.

"Miss Shinjo, do you remember the first article of the third chapter of the covenant last night?" He asked.

He was answered by a pause in his hands, followed by a confused female voice.

"Little snake, are you awake? What time is it now? ”

"You act like you've just woken up." Omer's mood seemed to be stable.

"Hmm... Why am I holding the little snake, maybe I used the little snake as a pillow! ”

"Do you want to say that these two hands are sleepwalking? Don't you feel hard when you use me as a pillow...? He paused strangely at the end of his words, because the two hands around his body suddenly joined hands, and there was an intuitive sense of oppression behind him.

Well, the sense of oppression, the physical sense of oppression through the thin shirt, is too vivid and too detailed, and it is not very friendly to Omer, who has too much imagination.

In order to bring the label of the work back to the age as soon as possible, he chose to focus on the normal functioning and activating terminal light screen.

Then as soon as it was activated, I saw a pop-up window that scared my face:

【Small! Heart! Woman! Person! 】

u1s1, finch.

If you are not careful, you may be dragged into the quagmire of content that requires thousands of words to be skipped in works of all ages, delaying breakfast and going to work.

[The takeover of the fandom.,I'm sorry]

You're polite.,I've come to the door, what's there to say.,It's not the self who had to provoke Ai Weaving when he was a child.。

As soon as he looked back at that memory, all that was in his mind was, 'Oh, you kid! 'Feelings.

I used to think I was a model child when I recalled my childhood, but now I have become a childhood filter.

Isn't there a really worry-free little angel in this world?

[Omer... Confirm the status and detect the disturbance of anomalous particles, is it okay? 】

The new news from the 'New Universe' note made him feel a little relieved.

What, there are still some, but it's not convenient to go back at the moment.

"It's really hard, but the little snake is like a stove, and it feels like it works well if it's colder." The voice, which had only been behind before, now rang in my ears with a warm, moist breath.

"My current normal body temperature is 40°..."

Omer, who was still immobile in the face of ASMR, said, and was suddenly pulled over by the hand that was still holding him.

I saw Akane in pajamas looking down on her.

There was a slight flush on his face.

But the dark circles that hang from the face that are more conspicuous than the blush.

She didn't fall asleep at all... Even apparently insomnia.

But Ormer didn't point this out, just asked with a blank face:

"What are you doing?"

When she was about to lose her nerves, expressionlessness was the only choice, but fortunately, Miss Qian had no plans to be late, and did not make any out-of-the-ordinary operations, just leaned her head sideways to his chest.

"Make sure the little snake's heartbeat is not very nervous, well, it's beating fast." She looked up and laughed.

"The normal heartbeat of my race is faster than that of humans," Ormer said calmly, as he habitually listened to a report from the infirmary, "but I'm really nervous right now. ”

"If you ignore and reject me like this, I almost feel that I have no charm for the little snake." The girl looked down at him and pouted.

"No, it's just that the timing isn't good." He raised his hand and touched the girl's face as he spoke, and immediately stood up.

"But I don't blame you, there have been a lot of things that have happened in the past few days, and there is really no good time, even now I have to say something bad at this time."

"It's not going to be like rushing me to class right away, is it?" Akane had already picked up a pillow and threw it at Ormer.

But he said, "No." ”

When she was about to put it down, she heard him say again:

"But what I want to say is about Cherenina."

——

Twelve minutes later, the kitchen.

"Good morning, Omer, did you get a good night's sleep last night? Ah, what's wrong with your face? ”

Good morning when he received Omer's response, but he was surprised to see the red marks on his face.

It's not a palm print, it's like... Footprints?

And it's the soles of people's feet... Ling couldn't help but have a subtle expression, reminding her colleagues in the company forums who often discussed quirky hobbies.

"Makes Akane angry."

Then I got the same treatment as the TV version of the screen.

Prefer to come out of the feet than hands, and the possibility that Miss Akane is a horse racing lady is slim?

"Oh, are you finally in the same bed?" "My absence this time is just the right time... But is it a good time to say congratulations? ”

She asked subtly, staring at the already faint red mark on Omer's face.

"Yes, after all, I have completed the necessary conversation and dealt with a hidden danger, I will accept your congratulations," the young man who was fishing for the fried egg smiled faintly, and immediately asked her, "It's you, is something wrong?" ”

These days, I have signed in, and I should always have some doubts if I don't see it today.

"Could it be that the housekeeper of your family finally caught you?"

"Haha, on the contrary, she needs my help."

"Sounds rare."

"That's true, my sister is always self-sufficient, and there's nothing she's not good at, but this time, it's a sister."

"Family?"

"Yes."

"That's really offensive."

"It's okay, it's not a family ugliness that can't be publicized, to put it bluntly, I have a melon sister who wanted to stay up late last night to paint, but she was caught by Millet."

"Miss Xi, is it?"

Ling's sister, drawing, this instantly came to Omer's mind the black-haired woman who had briefly cooperated in the original rescue operation.

After that, there was no other intersection, and after being ordered to mention himself, he seemed to deliberately avoid himself with Miss Nian.

Don't spend the night painting or something... It's hard not to think of last night's one.

"That's right, she's not used to sleeping, it used to be excusable, but now it's habit, and my nagging little sister can't get used to it."

"Need your help?" Ormer, who was decorating the dish, wondered.

"Of course, after all, if Xiao Xi hides in the painting, she can't help it."

"I see, the length of the family with great powers."

"yes, I got a nagging immunity after I helped her! Now it's much freer. ”

"Miss Ling is already free."

"That's right, a toast to freedom?"

"Okay, but just one drink."

"Well, when did I persuade you to drink more?"

"How many times in your dreams?"

"Oh? You don't have a memory, do you? ”

"It's because I don't remember it, so I guessed like this, and it doesn't seem to be wrong."

"That's still wrong, after all, I didn't force you to drink," took the glass from Omer, and Ling raised his hand to disappear it, "but I still don't talk about this, I heard that you were pursued by the girl named Celeniana?" Do you want to respond today? ”

"You came here early in the morning to see the excitement?"

"I can't say that, but I want to explain it because of this absence."

"Is it necessary? Obviously, there was no appointment. ”

"That's true, but you're still curious, aren't you?"

"That's true."

"yes."

"So it's necessary to explain, and sure enough, I'm not the only one who feels this way, ha, when it's a big white again!"

"Drink it yourself, I don't want to bring alcohol to the table and to school."

"That's the case, so I'll entertain myself first."

(End of chapter)