/Moridoru's perspective/
Who am I?
I woke up with a start.
"Where am I?"
All I knew was that I was in a stranger's house.
Is this a dream?
"Um..."
The room was neatly organized, the opposite of my own house.
I must have been sleeping in a sun-scented futon.
"......Huh?"
My awareness became clearer.
I have no memory!
It's not unusual for me to have no memory, but I should have returned home or to a hotel.
Could it be!?
Finally, a one-night carnival!!
I touched my own body under the covers.
"Oh...I'm wearing clothes."
But they were tattered.
"Huh? Did I get raped or something?"
I stuck my tongue out in jest.
"Anyway, ow, ow."
I put on the cracked glasses that were on the pillow next to me.
Finally, the surroundings became clear.
It seems that I twisted my ankle.
It hurts like hell, but I can walk.
Dragging my foot, I got out of bed and looked around the room.
As a reaction, it was just an ordinary room.
An ordinary room that could be found anywhere.
On the shelf were pictures of a man and a woman.
Are they married?
In the middle was a boy with a sullen face.
"Haha, cute."
As I was thinking such a thing, a man entered the room.
"Finally awake. I'm relieved."
His voice was clear and transparent.
"Ah..."
I was paralyzed.
He was quite handsome, with a very symmetrical face.
He was carrying a bucket of water and a towel was hanging from its end.
He looked really relieved.
It seems that he was taking care of me.
But seriously, this guy is too handsome!?
A pretty boy.
A handsome man.
Good-looking.
A man who condensed all the good looks factors.
A tall and slender frame that could easily lift a woman in a princess carry.
His black obsidian-like eyes reflected the surrounding light and the stars seemed to twinkle.
His shiny, beautiful silver- black hair was like a protagonist from a story.
From his thin lips, a calming voice that could put people at ease emanated.
It's like he's loved by the gods.
You don't come across such a handsome guy often.
"I was getting worried when you wouldn't wake up. How are you feeling?"
His gentle smile was very refreshing.
Huh? No way.
My heart is pounding.
Am I falling for him?
I'm falling for him!!?
"E-eek. Um, who are you?"
My face may have turned a little red.
My voice may have gone up.
It was all I could do to desperately ask without it being found out.
"Me? Let me see. It's a secret."
I looked at his face, which was slightly teasing, and my heart skipped a beat.
So cool!
He even has a sense of humor!
No, no!
I like him!
"...Just kidding. I'm Amachi Suguru. I saw you collapsed on the street and couldn't leave you there, so I brought you here. In retrospect, I should have taken you to the hospital. But at the time, I was desperate..."
The young man apologized, and I was in awe of him.
I almost tried to die of reverence.
"That's not true! And besides!"
Oh.
At that moment, when I put strength in my legs, my balance shifted.
"Oops. You should still rest."
Amachi-san grabbed my shoulder when I stumbled.
"Um...sorry."
What a strong palm.
"...No...can you stand up? By yourself?"
Oh, we're getting farther apart.
"Um, yes."
We both stepped back from each other.
What's going on?
Is this a romantic comedy development!?
Wait, am I in a romantic comedy!?
Even though I've never had a boyfriend in my life!?
This scene that I've dreamed of has to be a lie, right!?
The development is too fast!?
I probably simulated it in my head about 3,000 times in bed.
Oh, right.
At times like this, you should close your eyes.
"And then... a kiss ♪
With hopes for a love that starts with a kiss, I closed my eyes.
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"You did injure your ankle after all. Let me borrow it for a bit."
Huh?
Wait, what?
When I opened my eyes, Amachi-san was holding his hand over my ankle and emitting a healing light from his holy attribute magic.
As the light wrapped around my ankle, the discomfort I had been feeling disappeared.
It was an excellent use of holy attribute magic.
The activation of the spell was too fast, even though he didn't perform any motions.
"Amazing..."
Those were the only words I could say.
It was a sense of awe.
And there was no longer any fatigue or pain in my feet that I had felt just before.
"Thank you... very much."
I put my glasses back on, trying to hide my embarrassment.
"No problem. But still, why were you there? And who are you?"
Looking at my long elf ears, he asked me that question.
Right.
I still hadn't introduced myself.
I had been selfishly caught up in a romantic comedy without telling my savior, who happened to be a handsome man, my name.
"I apologize for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Moridoru. Shinrin Moribayashi Moridoru."