The warm sunlight shone through the window onto the cotton quilt, and the owner of the quilt couldn't help but frown because of the slightly dazzling sun. It was obvious that the warmth of the quilt made her not want to get up, until------
"Meow~~"
Accompanied by an extremely lazy cat meow, the woman lying in the quilt opened her eyes with a helpless look.
"Was it really a dream..."
Looking at her extremely familiar room, Akira Mado couldn't help but sigh.
Although she considered herself a very action-oriented person, no matter how she thought about it, what she did in her 'dream' was a bit too much. She actually committed a night attack on a man and tried to forcefully push him, which was clearly unlike her usual self, and the thing that proved it was a dream was precisely the man's reaction.
"How could Lancer, that herbivore, be so skilled and even manage to counterattack me..."
Just thinking of that kiss that almost suffocated her made her cheeks flush intensely.
"Meow~ meow~~"
At that moment, the cat meowing beside her made Akira Mado sit up with a helpless look.
"Alright~ I know you're hungry. I'll prepare your breakfast right away."
Akira Mado, wearing pajamas, pulled open the quilt and got out of bed with a helpless face.
But when she opened the door with a helpless face, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Lancer, wearing a tight suit and an obviously ill-fitting pink apron, was standing in the kitchen, and beside him was an orange kitty.
"Aru, how long do you say I should boil the miso soup?"
"Meow~ meow~ meow~"
"You don't know either? Sigh~ I thought it looked very simple when Akira made it. Why is it so troublesome when I make it myself..."
The sudden sound of the door opening made Lancer, who was standing in the kitchen, freeze for a moment, and then he hurriedly put away the mobile phone he was using to check the cooking method.
"Akira~ Morning~"
It was already strange enough from the back, but now, seeing the apron from the front, Akira Mado's expression became even more subtle, and also------
"Lancer?! You... why are you in my house? Shouldn't you be in the hospital?"
"The hospital? I was fine last night, and I've already completed the discharge procedures. It's fine for me, but since I could, I thought it would be better for you to sleep at home than in the hospital, right?"
Wait?! Sleeping in the hospital?! Could it be...
"Bang~!!"
Accompanied by an exaggerated sound of the door closing, Akira Mado's figure disappeared from the doorway again, leaving only a kitty meowing at the door.
"Sigh~ It seems Akira also realized how surprising what she did last night was. Neptune, I'll make your breakfast."
Lancer, carrying the meowing Neptune into the kitchen, picked up a bag of cat food and poured it into the opponent's bowl.
Looking at the obvious 'standard cat food,' Neptune couldn't help but give a look of disdain. After all, he had always eaten Akira Mado's handmade food.
It's strange to say. An ordinary person probably wouldn't be able to discern a cat's expression, but Lancer, having been with the kitties for a long time, could easily spot small details that ordinary people couldn't notice.
However, he just smiled, pushed the bowl in front of the opponent, and grinned.
"Want to try it?"
After the door was closed, Akira Mado squatted directly on the floor, and her flushed face was buried directly in the crook of her arms.
Last night wasn't a dream?
She really committed a night attack on Lancer?
She not only tore Lancer clothes but also tried to forcefully kiss him?
Did Lancer finally agree?
And how did she get back?
Did the opponent carry her back directly?
And her pajamas, did the opponent help her change them?!
Ah, ah, ah!!!
Akira Mado felt that her face was hot enough to cook an okonomiyaki.
However, after the initial shock, she gradually calmed down. Although the incident had happened and it wasn't a dream, wasn't this exactly what she wanted to do? So what was there to regret?
"Clap~ clap~"
Gently slapping her face with her hands, Akira Mado took a few more deep breaths to gradually restore her expression to normal before opening the door again.
"Meow~ meow~ (So delicious~!)"
The moment she opened the door, she saw Lancer squatting there and Neptune lying in front of Lancer. At this moment, he was eating Lancer cat food with great excitement.
"Neptune?"
Breakfast was miso soup personally made by Lancer and pastries made by Tiger. Lancer, wearing a tight suit, and Akira Mado sat facing each other, and the three kitties, on this rare occasion, did not fuss with Lancer. Instead, they ate a little and then decisively left.
"Akira."
Akira Mado, who was holding her bowl and drinking miso soup, couldn't help but shake her hand.
"Is there something wrong?"
Although Akira Mado tried to make her voice sound normal, the slight tremor in her voice still couldn't be masked.
"Akira, I have something I want to tell you... about myself and what happened during these two years..."
Lancer simply recounted his story: his encounter with the three kitties, what happened in the Empire, his apprenticeship in the Land of Shadows, transforming into a Demon King to give heroes trials, obtaining the Doli-Orb, participating in the Holy Grail War, returning to the Empire, fighting the orcs alongside the Stormwind King, and finally returning here...
Akira Mado, who was originally tense, had her expression change several times, but mostly between shock, worry, and inner conflict. After all, Lancer basically told her everything, except for the concept of 'worlds' and a detailed explanation of the 'System.' This naturally included the story of him immaturely turning Leone into a maid, and later, how his arrogance led to her capture, how she risked her life for him, and their reunion in the Land of Shadows.
It wasn't just Leone. Lancer also did not conceal Ryouko Fueguchi's matter. He told Akira Mado in as calm a voice as possible.
And not only that, Lancer is an idiot, but that doesn't mean Akira Mado is too. Based on Lancer description, she clearly felt that the female head of the Yggdmillennia family, named Fiore, also seemed to like Lancer.
There was no specific reason, just the simple intuition of a woman.
After Lancer finished speaking everything, the living room fell completely silent. Even Neptune, who had finished the cat food, obediently ran back to his bed, secretly poking his head out to look outside but not making a single sound.
The two sat in silence until Akira Mado spoke.
"Lancer, why did you tell me all that? Do you want to tell me that what happened last night was just a dream..."
Although Akira Mado was trying hard to keep her voice calm, there was no doubt that her slightly trembling voice showed that her mood was not calm. But before she could finish, Lancer directly interrupted her.
"No! I just felt that I had to tell you, Akira! And even though I'm an idiot, I'm also a greedy bastard. Akira, I don't plan to let go of your hand!"
"Even if everyone calls me scum."
"Mhm."
"Even if Father chases and attacks me with a Quinque."
"Uh... Mhmm!"
"Even if I don't want to?"
"Even so, I won't let go!"
"You bastard!"
"Yes, I am a bastard..."
Looking at Lancer slightly complicated expression, Akira Mado suddenly burst into tears and laughter. She rolled her eyes at Lancer and muttered quietly.
"A bastard wouldn't say he's a bastard."