The poor little thing had absolutely no idea that in the face of overwhelming strength, everything was in vain.
Half an hour later, Haruka Yuzan came out of the room feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Peeking through the crack of the door, one could see the disheveled little creature lying inside, with a white sheet draped over her body, looking just like a little angel sacrificing herself for art.
Pure yet tempting, it was a sight that made one's heart flutter.
...
"Haruka, are you up?"
Down in the living room, Reiko Onodera saw Haruka Yuzan's appearance and couldn't help but ask softly,
"Or perhaps, Haruka, you should rest a bit longer, and I'll call you when it's time to eat?"
Even now, the lovely lady still thought that Haruka Yuzan's lazing in bed was because of her.
"No worries, Sister Reiko." Haruka Yuzan shook his head, indicating that he didn't have much of a problem.