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    In the tense situation, Edan quietly reached out his hand towards my chest.

    In order to prevent Edan from realizing that I had woken up, I closed my eyes firmly and waited for his touch.

    “Mi, sorry, Lilith….”

    ‘…He’s coming.’

    Apologizing to himself and then placing his hand on my chest? This was undoubtedly a prelude to satisfy his desires on my sleeping body.

    After uttering those words, not long after, Edan slowly undressed me, piece by piece, as expected, while unbuttoning the front of my shirt.

    I pretended not to notice his touch and quietly closed my eyes, focusing on the sensation below my neck.

    -Swish.

    “……”

    -Thump, thump.

    What, what is this….

    For some reason, I couldn’t quite understand, but this feeling was incredibly thrilling….

    Even though he was just undressing me while I was asleep, why was my heart pounding so fast?

    Maybe it was because of my mood, but for some reason, it felt much more thrilling than when I rewarded Edan in the past. Could it be because I felt guilty for doing something I shouldn’t be doing?

    Of course, it wasn’t me doing the wrong thing, it was Edan. I was just pretending to be asleep to confirm his feelings towards me once again and to find a weakness to tease him with in the future.

    -Swish, swish.

    ‘Wow, he really undressed me….’

    I never expected Edan to be so bold as to do this.

    Quietly smiling to myself at his daring actions towards me while I was asleep, although my guard against him had softened, my desire for him still remained.

    Yes, now that I’ve confirmed that, it’s enough. Now I should slowly get up and confront Edan about what he’s doing….

    “……”

    …But, how do I get up?

    Isn’t it a bit strange to wake up and confront Edan right now? It’s not like I’ve been pretending to sleep perfectly fine all this time and just woke up when Edan started undressing me….

    And strictly speaking, I haven’t ‘crossed the line’ yet, so getting up now might not properly exploit the weakness. I could easily escape by making excuses like ‘I wanted to cool down a bit because it was hot’ or ‘I wanted to change into dry clothes because I was sweating.’

    ‘I need to exploit the weakness more clearly.’

    To do that, I had to wait a little longer for Edan to cross the line.

    He could touch my chest with his hands or use his mouth.

    Or, he could do something like secretly inserting something while I’m asleep….

    ‘If he goes that far, he’s definitely a criminal.’

    I would never admit to excuses like accidentally tripping and inserting something.

    In order to create a ‘definite situation,’ I couldn’t just get up because he undressed me.

    It wasn’t that I expected to progress further than I am now, but it was to firmly grasp the evidence in an irrefutable situation.

    With that thought in mind, while waiting for Edan’s next move, I felt something touch the largest lump of fat on my body.

    -Squish.

    “Ugh…!”

    “Lilith?”

    Oops. It was a habit.

    Because I was so tense, I couldn’t help but let out a groan as soon as Edan’s hand touched my body. I couldn’t suppress the habit of when Edan touched my chest.

    “Lilith? Are you awake?”

    “……”

    “Are you sleeping? Or are you pretending to sleep?”

    I really wish we could just move on from this.

    There was no more awkward situation than waking up right now.

    Ignoring the act of undressing in order to catch Ethan’s weakness, I pretended to be asleep. But if the truth were to be exposed, I would feel embarrassed rather than catching a weakness, unable to lift my head in shame.

    When Ethan asked, “Why did you pretend to be asleep?” I couldn’t use the same excuse to catch a weakness. In fact, there was a possibility that Ethan might label me as a lewd maid for pretending to be asleep.

    Even though I knew he was undressing me, I didn’t open my eyes because I was actually hoping for what would come next. That’s the only way to interpret why I did such a thing.

    …It’s a bit embarrassing, but here, I had no choice but to take the risk and continue acting.

    “Heh…. E-Ethan, sir….”

    “……”

    “So suddenly…. Ugh….”

    Desperately pretending to sleep-talk, I fervently prayed in my mind for Ethan to just move past this situation.

    In order to cover up this involuntary groan, I needed to act as if I were experiencing something similar in a dream.

    Furthermore, by pretending to be experiencing such a thing in a dream, Ethan might become bolder, turning this crisis into an opportunity.

    -Thump, thump, thump.

    “……”

    “……”

    “What, it’s just your usual sleep-talk.”

    Phew.

    I somehow managed to deceive him.

    Fortunately, Ethan seemed to somewhat understand and move on, as this wasn’t the first time I sleep-talked while asleep.

    ‘…Your usual sleep-talk, does that mean sleep-talk itself is usual?’

    Surely, I don’t call out Ethan’s name in my sleep on a regular basis… right? Ugh, surely not.

    Ignoring Ethan’s unsettling remarks, I focused once again on Ethan’s hand reaching out to my body.

    Ethan slowly teasing my chest to mock my sleeping state.

    Gradually becoming more daring, he teased me, kissed me, and if I didn’t wake up soon, he would probably pounce on me completely.

    However, the sensation I felt on my chest at that moment wasn’t Ethan’s rough touch, but something soft, almost like a damp cloth.

    -Swish, swish.

    ‘…Huh?’

    -Swish, swish, swish.

    ‘Wait, could this be…’

    The sensation of a damp cloth passing over my chest, stomach, and waist, clearly indicating it was a wet towel.

    ‘Surely, he’s just wiping me down…?’

    He’s not taking advantage of me while I’m asleep, right?

    Well, of course, it’s standard practice to wipe down a patient’s sweat, but… creating such a strange atmosphere just to wipe me down and leave it at that?

    Of course, Ethan’s hand occasionally touched my bare skin, but it was simply part of the process of wiping me down.

    Supporting one side of my chest to wipe the sweat between my breasts, or lifting my body slightly to wipe the sweat on my back and waist.

    In other words, aside from that level of contact, Ethan was solely focused on wiping my sweat with the wet towel, leaving no room to catch a weakness.

    ‘If he was going to do this, he could have just woken me up…’

    …Of course, I know. In his own way, Ethan is taking care of me by doing this.

    After all, the best remedy for a cold is plenty of rest and warm water. Ethan probably just wanted me to sleep a little longer.

    Rather than feeling tense, I felt empty knowing that Ethan was just mechanically wiping my body in front of me.

    “….”

    Afterwards, similar actions were repeated below my body. When Ethan boldly removed my pants, I wondered if he was actually going to do something this time, but once again, all he did was take out a damp towel and wipe my lower body.

    He didn’t even touch my underwear. He must have thought there was no need to wipe inside there.

    In other words, Ethan didn’t have any strange thoughts from the beginning, he just reached out his hand to wipe my body.

    On the contrary, I was the only one having strange thoughts…

    “No, this is not right.”

    Honestly, this was a situation that could easily be misunderstood.

    A man reaching out his hand and undressing a sleeping patient, how could it not be misunderstood?

    I’m not lewd, but this time, Ethan really did something that could be misunderstood. Really.

    -Swip.

    “…Phew.”

    After putting my pants back on, Ethan let out a satisfied sigh.

    His usually refreshing voice that didn’t bother me much… somehow seemed a bit irritating today.

    With the situation set up properly like this, he should at least act like a man and make a move.

    Even if the first purpose was to wipe my body, it wouldn’t matter if he did it a bit roughly or something, even if there was an excuse.

    Why is he focusing only on wiping my body in this situation? Why is he just pretending to touch lightly and then ending it like this?

    Why did he make my body burn with his touch… and smile as if he had accomplished something satisfactorily on his own?

    “….”

    “…Lily?”

    “….”

    “Are you awake? How’s your body feeling?”

    “….”

    “I brought some sugarcane tea, would you like a cup? You seem to have sweated a lot.”

    Ethan, who had just been touching my body, shamelessly blurted out such words when our eyes met, leaving me speechless.

    I grabbed his collar as he sat next to the bed and pulled his face towards mine.

    -Tsk.

    “Huh?!”

    …Now, I don’t even know.

    If he made my body burn with his touch, then he should definitely take responsibility until the end.

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