Fujiyama, Japan
The next morning, Hitoshi woke up feeling quite sore on his abdomen. He realized that he was in bed in his bedroom until he felt someone laying in his bed. He slowly turned his face around and smiled to himself as he looked at Zara's curling figure next to him. She was facing him and still in a deep sleep.
Hitoshi tried to move closer to her but even in a small movement, there was a sharp pain coming from his injured wound and he winced. He finally gave up and decided to just move his hand so he could touch her face, playing with her hair. Zara who could feel something on her face, at first, thought it was an insect and she quickly slapped the hand on her cheek.
"Ouch.. Ōjo, anata wa tada watashi o nagutta," Hitoshi groaned, looking at his hand. (Princess, you just hit me)
