*Do they want me to die?
How is it even possible for me to feel cold inside a room under bedsheets? *
Half an hour before the present moment, when he felt Rubra's hand on his lips was almost happy for that providential interruption.
Eric's mind was in confusion, asking himself:'' How is she awake? ''.
What was possible actually happened.
Apparently, the previous power emission caused by Eve had woken up Rubra.
Apart from how embarrassed he felt by Rubra hearing him talk about his past weaknesses and his increasing affection for another woman, that wasn't even the current problem.
The gravity of the situation was increasing.
After three utterly unnecessary challenges in mana sensibility, pattern recognition, and Rock Paper Scissors, it was decided that Eve would sleep on the right side of Eric and Rubra on his left.
This decision process could seem logical only to drunk individuals, after all.
