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I opened my eyes in the middle of a daze.

It was a habit, not an old habit.

This body, which had difficulty sleeping, frequently woke up in the middle of the night at least once.

My back was sore and the back of my neck was sore because I slept on a blanket roughly spread out on the floor.

I checked the time on my smartphone and it was still before 9 in the morning.

Did you sleep for about 5 hours?

I’m tired and my body feels heavy, but I just opened my eyes.

After being exposed to the light from my smartphone for a moment, I didn’t think I would be able to fall asleep easily even if I closed my eyes.

I had no choice but to try to get up, but I felt a weight on my back.

There was something hanging around his waist too.

I carefully turned my head and saw that Prislet was holding me tightly to his back, with his arm around my waist.

“… ?”

Did you roll in while you were sleeping?

You have some bad sleeping habits.

We’ll have to be careful until Prismarat can sleep on his own.

Because I don’t want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings later.

“… … .”

I don’t particularly enjoy playing games on my phone or watching YouTube, and since I was caught and couldn’t do anything, I decided to just observe the sleeping saint.

Strangely enough, despite being from another world, Prislet’s face looked oriental.

On that subject, the high nose and big eyes were typical of Westerners.

He usually has a sharp expression because he’s always sulking, but when he closes his eyes, the downturned corners of his eyes make him look exactly like a rabbit.

As I was watching it intently, all my sleep flew away.

Normally, I would sleep until lunch even if I woke up once, but since there were guests at home, my body seemed to have no choice but to react.

I carefully removed the arm from my waist and raised my upper body, thinking that I would do some simple cleaning and maybe make a meal.

“Um… .”

“Are you awake?”

Close your eyes and do some very small squats.

I was almost rubbing my head on the pillow.

I was about to caress it absentmindedly, but then I stopped.

What kind of presumptuous thing is this, Jinhyeon?

Don’t do anything that will make the other person feel uncomfortable, even if they aren’t aware of it.

“More sleep.”

“Yeah… .”

Answering only with his mouth, Prislett reached out to where I was lying.

But feeling nothing, I rubbed my eyes and got up.

He stares blankly at the floor where I am not, then suddenly looks at me.

“Why?”

He stares blankly for a moment, then suddenly raises both arms in the air as if cheering.

And then his arm came down and tried to grab me.

“Wow, why is it like this.”

I had no choice but to grab the inside of his elbow and stop him.

Then Prislet’s eyes opened dimly again.

“Wake up.”

I must have held it with my elbow for no reason, because it felt like it might have touched my chest.

“Come here, Jinhyeon… .”

“Uh… Prislet?”

“Come on~!”

Shake your body and force yourself.

At that moment, of all times, my hand really touched his heart.

I was so surprised that I let go. Prislet hugged my waist tightly and brought his face closer to mine.

Since both of us were in a awkward position with our upper bodies bent over, we lay down for now.

“Hmm.”

As soon as I licked my lips, I heard the sound of rustling breath.

It was amazing.

When I was in another world, Prislet was more sensitive to the night than I was.

He had a hard time falling asleep and would wake up at the slightest noise, making me irritated.

However, when it was time to change shifts, he would wake up first and sit next to me, stirring around a campfire.

Conversely, there were times when I was next on duty and got up first to make her a quick snack.

It was a new experience for me to be so comfortable, away from sleep.

The Prislet’s rustling began to slow down.

At the same time, the strength in the arm around my waist also weakened.

Another opportunity has come.

He slowly pulled away and hugged the pillow I was using.

I felt bad that this was the only thing I could think of to replace it with, but every time Frisbee clung to me, my whole body felt like it was freezing.

I didn’t want to lower her already low favorability rating because she would hate it if I was in front of her when she opened her eyes.

Frizzlet’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as if she felt a sense of discomfort at the softness that was on a completely different level from the hard man’s body, and she sniffed the pillow she was holding.

Then, as the corners of her beautiful lips softened, she hugged the pillow tighter.

“Aha!”

Now I understand.

Prismarat was the type of person who could only sleep if he was hugging something.

After work today, I should buy a slightly bigger doll.

Since it ends at dawn, you can just go to the nearby large arcade and play claw machine to get it.

As I was writing my own answer sheet by myself, a question suddenly occurred to me.

Doll… Which character should I choose?

Actually, I don’t know what kind of character Prisrat likes.

If you pick it out and say it’s ugly, it’ll just end up being a plaything taking up a corner of the house.

I should take her to a character goods shop on my day off.

I’ve unintentionally come to know Prislet’s tastes.

Anyway, this time I finally got up to do some housework.

Since I woke up early for the first time in a while, I felt it would be a shame to just waste it.

I couldn’t clean yesterday due to the sudden visit of the saint, so I have to work hard.

As I was stretching and trying to leave the living room, something quickly brushed past my cheek and flew away.

It was my pillow.

When I looked back in surprise, there was Prismarat with her eyes closed and grumbling.

“What is this… .”

“This isn’t Jinhyeon.”

As she slowly rubbed her eyes, there were tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

Prislet, who came towards me stomping his feet as if expressing his discontent, ran into my arms.

“I… Prislet?”

“… Don’t leave me.”

A very small voice, barely audible.

I forgot.

That the saint is a person who suffers from loneliness easily.

I clearly told Jenk and Arian to take good care of Prisrat, but did they neglect it because they were newlyweds?

I know that everyone in the party got along well except for me.

I couldn’t imagine that the people who took care of me, even though I didn’t get along with them, would do that to Prislet.

That too is a story set in another world.

In this dimension, in this world, I was the only person Prislet could rely on.

It’s too much responsibility.

I was worried that I might not be able to accommodate her, who was afraid of loneliness, and who was looking for loneliness.

“Woong… .”

The first priority was to lay down the saint who had reappeared.

As I was walking towards the matrix that had been laid out haphazardly, Prismarat was dragged along.

“I’m sweating.”

Eventually, both of them lay down next to each other.

I felt the binding around my waist becoming tighter than before.

I was twice as tired from dragging her along.

I should have brought a pillow.

I laid my head on the hard floor and closed my eyes for a moment.

Take a deep breath and then exhale slowly.

Before I knew it, my breathing had slowed down to the same level as Prislet’s, who was hanging on to me.

—

When I opened my eyes again, I felt more refreshed than before.

I must have fallen asleep without realizing it.

Although my fatigue did not completely go away, the heaviness in my eyelids did decrease.

Instead, the increased stiffness in my back and neck was more beneficial, but my head became clearer.

“Huh?”

There is no frizzrat next to him.

It’s gone.

I rubbed my eyes and looked again, and the saint was right there against the wall opposite me.

“… … .”

Looking down, there was a dent exactly the size of Prisrat’s body on the matrix he was lying on.

When I put my hand on it, the warmth of the body temperature had not yet gone away.

Still, Prislett turned his back on me.

A snicker came out.

The saintess flinched slightly when she heard that laughter.

I asked her nonchalantly.

“Do you want bread or rice for breakfast?”

“… Bread. It’s morning so I don’t have an appetite.”

See, you were awake.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that he was holding me and I hurried to the wall.

When I watch romantic comedies, it’s usually the woman who gets angry, but thankfully Prislet doesn’t do that.

I got up from my seat and threw away the blanket.

Prislet also got up and tried to tidy up the bed, but I stopped him.

As soon as I turned on the TV, meaning to lie down and watch comfortably, his gaze was immediately fixed on it.

The channel I just turned on was showing a dating program.

After washing my hands, I put on an apron.

I took out about 3 eggs, made egg water, seasoned them, and made scrambled eggs.

Actually, I like salty eggs better than sweet ones, whether it’s scrambled eggs or scrambled eggs.

In another pan, toast the crust of the bread and sprinkle some brown sugar on top.

“Let’s eat.”

I put some on two plates and called it frizzlatt.

“Want some strawberry jam?”

“Yeah.”

A quiet meal began, just like last night.

Prislett was eating bread, keeping his manners in check, except for the inevitable crunching sound he made while eating.

I too, but it seemed that the saintess was deliberately keeping silent, remembering her actions while she was sleeping.

There’s no need to tease me by pointing it out for no reason.

We’re not that close.

However, this much had to be told.

“Prizzlat.”

“Why?”

“I have to go to work later.”

The time was approximately 1:00 p.m.

As a kitchen assistant, I had to arrive earlier than the 6 o’clock opening time.

“Alba? What is that?”

“Uh… You can think of it as a D-rank quest.”

The fork that was trying to poke the scrambled eggs stopped.

Prislet stared at me blankly for a moment, then put down his fork.

“Do I have to go?”

The saintess looked very uneasy and anxious somewhere.

“Can’t you stay here with me?”

Still, she is too difficult for me.