After the lights were turned off, the room was instantly swallowed by darkness. Only the quiet moonlight slipped through the narrow gaps in the curtains, scattering pale white patches across the floor.
Late at night.
The apartment building across the way had mostly gone dark as well. One by one, the lights were extinguished, leaving only a handful of windows still glowing faintly. The two of them didn't speak for a long time.
Peaceful.
Before they realized it, the next day had arrived.
Because she had gone to bed late the night before—and hadn't set an alarm—Yaoyorozu Momo didn't wake up at her usual time.
"Mm…"
With a hazy expression, she slowly opened her heavy eyelids. For a moment, her mind was completely blank. Three seconds later, her vision finally focused, and she realized what she was holding.
Her body stiffened.
She almost screamed instinctively—but quickly stopped herself as clarity returned.
"…What's going on? Did he… sneakily attack me?"
Note:-
This chapter is short because the original author wrote it this way.
I am translating this story faithfully and intentionally not expanding or padding chapters beyond the source material.
All content, pacing, and chapter length are preserved to maintain the author's original narrative structure.
Longer chapters resume immediately after this one.