I felt something uncomfortable as I slept, and my eyes opened.

It seems I ended up sleeping until morning.

The light leaking through the curtain was almost painfully bright.

And my chest felt heavy.

Like something was on top of me.

I hesitantly opened my eyes and shifted my gaze—

Haruka’s face was right next to mine.

I tried to get up, but she was holding onto me, so I couldn’t move.

Even my legs couldn’t budge. She had me completely locked in.

“What are you doing… seriously. It’s only okay because it’s me…”

Does this person even remember she’s supposed to be a bodyguard?

Her head was right beside me. I suddenly felt like touching it.

I slowly reached out and stroked her hair.

I was surprised by how soft it was—her hair was well cared for, smooth to the touch.

“Nnn…”

Haruka let out a small sound and furrowed her brow.

Seeing that expression made the corner of my mouth lift a little.

I decided I should try waking her. I spoke gently, but she didn’t show any sign of waking up.

She was definitely still asleep.

This was troublesome.

I tried struggling for a while, but Haruka kept holding onto me without letting go.

“Are you really asleep…?”

Could she be awake and pretending?

Annoyance began to grow in me, but when I looked at her defenseless sleeping face, that annoyance faded.

“…Fine.”

I decided to accept the situation for now.

After some time—

“…Mm. Good morning, Amiya-kun.”

Haruka spoke, still somewhat half-asleep.

“Morning, Haruka. You’re heavy, so could you get up now?”

“Oh—sorry.”

She slowly lifted herself up.

She stared at me blankly for a moment, then finally realized the situation and hurriedly sat upright—though her voice sounded like she was trying to play it cool to hide embarrassment.

“Sorry, I must have been half-asleep.”

“It’s fine, but if it wasn’t me, this would be a crime, you know?”

“Right, right. Good thing it was you.”

She gave me that bright, carefree grin.

“At least try acting like a bodyguard.”

“I do act like one most of the time, you know?”

She puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

She may have gotten up, but she still wasn’t moving away.

In fact, she leaned in again. Soft warmth spread against me.

…Honestly, maybe this is fine.

Being slightly shorter, I ended up being wrapped up by her long limbs.

“Kokuryuu-san… where are you—? You’re not attacking Amiya-sama, are you?”

I heard Hiiragi calling from outside the room.

So she slipped out again, huh.

I looked toward Haruka—she had teary eyes, silently pleading to don’t tell her.

I let out a small sigh and called out:

“Hiiragi-san, we’re in here.”

The door opened, and Hiiragi stepped in.

Her expression was a complicated mix of relief and anger.

“You…”

“Tehe.”

That was not going to work.

“You cannot just pretend that didn’t happen. Sharing a bed with Amiya-sama—”

Makes sense. That’s the normal reaction.

Especially in a reversed chastity world.

“Kokuryuu-san, please remember what it means to be a bodyguard. You must not trouble Amiya-sama.”

“Eeeeh, but he wasn’t bothered, so it’s fine, right?”

Hiiragi’s brow tightened.

“Making that face will give you wrinkles.”

“It’s because of you!”

Her voice lowered with barely restrained frustration.

“Kokuryuu-san. As his bodyguard, you must act responsibly. If you don’t, all of us will face consequences.”

She tried to reason with Haruka.

“Yeah, yeah. I get it.”

Haruka pouted but nodded.

“Also, let go already! It’s unfair that you’re the only one!”

…Huh?

“So you do want to sleep next to him too. You’re just jealous.”

“That’s not-! Breakfast is ready!”

Hiiragi quickly changed the subject.

We moved to the living room.

On the table were toast, bacon, scrambled eggs, fruit salad, and coffee.

The morning aroma filled the room.

While we ate and had small talk, Hiiragi suddenly mentioned something.

“There was a document in the mailbox this morning.”

She handed it to me.

“Thanks.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s open it.”

Haruka seemed curious, so I opened it too.

Several papers were inside.

“‘Regarding the Schedule for Extraction’…”

So it finally came.

“Ah, extraction, huh.”

Haruka sounded oddly convinced.

“What day is it scheduled?”

“The 10th.”

“The 10th, huh.”

“How many days from now is that…?”

Hiiragi checked her phone.

“…It’s today.”

“Eh, that’s way too sudden.”

I looked at the note attached below.

“‘We apologize for the sudden scheduling. However, based on coordination, this is the day with the highest possible security. We appreciate your understanding.’”

“I see.”

“Well… alright. I think today is fine. Better security is better for everyone.”

“That’s true.”

“Yes. There’s no reason to oppose it. But we also have to make preparations…”

That made sense to me as well.

“Anything else written?”

“A route, required ID, and rough procedure. They’ll explain again on-site.”

“Understood. I’ll prepare for departure.”

Hiiragi collected the dishes and left the room.

Lately, I’ve stopped feeling guilty about letting others help me.

…This might be bad.

“Extraction, huh… It’s my first time seeing it. I’m kind of excited.”

Haruka’s eyes sparkled.

Why is she excited? This isn’t a field trip.

“You won’t be seeing anything. It’s done alone, in a private room.”

“Eh.”

Her mood plummeted.

Well, yeah.

Why would I show that to anyone? That’s embarrassing.

Breakfast ended, preparations were finished, and we prepared to leave.

“Shall we go?”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s go—!”

Haruka cheered energetically.

With Hiiragi leading, we got in the car and headed toward the designated hospital.