Nikolai struggled to sleep after the third round and instead began preparing himself. He looked at the unconscious cat beside him. A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, bringing a curious smirk to his face.
"Well she probably wont wake up for a while."
'Should I try using cat nip on her next time...'
'How wild would she get?'
He watched her chest rise and fall, Risa's arms and legs spread out over the bed. After everything ended, she seemed to have returned to her usual self.
The feelings he resisted for so long finally settled, and the strange sensation and attraction towards her gradually became calm.
'Since the moment we met in that damn jeep she felt strange.'
'I wonder why she became so aggressive... is it because of the wraiths earlier?'
'Maybe the alcohol...'
"Oh well..."
