魂削り
Tama Kezuri


But, my room is right over there. That'll work somehow...... I think?

Kei: ......Phew, that was tough...

Somehow I managed to ferry Uzuki-san inside, and arrange her in a pleasant enough position.
Her fallen Ito has been recovered, and I pasted the charms in her inside pocket to ensure safety, so I can now rest with ease.

Kei: But still, I wonder if she's really just sleeping. She won't wake up at all... Is she really okay?

To put it simply, she exhausted all her energy, and it's not like this world is unstable enough to be flipped over by willpower alone. If you put it that way, it's within reason.
Just moving her took all my might, and asking me to do it gently would be a tall order. I can't count the number of stimuli I delivered that would normally wake a person without question.
And yet she remains, sleeping like the dead, with no indication of waking at all.
Sleeping in that state, dead to the world, she resembles the sleeping beauty of the forest of thorns, pricking her finger on a spindle and sleeping a hundred years...
If that's the case, wouldn't she awaken with the kiss of a prince?
My sight moves naturally to her thinly opened lips.

Kei: Uwa---!

In the blink of an eye, my face reddens to the tips of my ears.
Suddenly, I feel embarrassed for some reason. Even though no one's watching my suspicious conduct, my hands rise to cover my lips as I look about.
However you look at it, being protected by her all the time, I'm in no way fit for the role of the prince.
Well, I know (with a heavy heart) that I'm not fit to be a princess, either, but if I'd only been born a hundred years earlier... though I was just told that today.

Kei: Hah...... Let's stop thinking crazy things. I'd better go to bed, too.

I say this to myself, but just before I move in accordance, I freeze.

Kei: Ah...... Where should I sleep?

There's only one futon in the room, and Uzuki-san is already inside it.
Well, it IS summer, so if I sleep on the floor I'm not liable to catch anything worse than a cold, but when you want a futon, you really want one.

Kei: What do I do... what do I do......

Even if I ask, there's no one to answer.
Glancing over the area, in the end, my eyes rest on the futon with Uzuki-san inside.

Kei: Uuu, is this all right......?

For a girl, Uzuki-san is pretty tall, but she's thin enough to make me jealous.
Different in height by more than ten centimeters, and my waist smaller by no more than one. Is there a limit to how unfair you can be?
To speak of unfairness, with her figure, her fitness, the contents of her head, it has to begin and end somewhere... but there's no point in thinking about that now.
What's important right now is that Uzuki-san is thin. Seemingly thin enough to fit one more without it getting too tight inside.

Kei: ............

Well, we're both girls; I have good sleeping posture, and I used to sleep together with mom pretty often. It doesn't look like there's a problem but, what to do, what to do...

一緒のお布団で寝る 一緒のお布団で寝る 一緒のお布団で寝る
Sleep in the futon together Sleep in the futon together Sleep in the futon together