Kazama-kun's Lies is Exposed to the Girls

Chapter 84

Hmm?　Birds are chirping very loud…

　Ah, morning. I’m sleepy, but I’m lucky it’s a holiday…Just a little more sleep.

　Uh… Ah, yes. Last night!

　Huh, no one’s here?　

　Isn’t she’s here?

　What? That’s not possible… Oh, no. I don’t remember last night well…

　I’m pretty sure that Sayaka was supposed to stay at my place last night. And she started streaming videos in my room, and then…

　Hmm?　No. I don’t remember anything after that. I don’t know why. Anyway, I look around the room again, but there’s no sign of Sayaka, who should have been there yesterday. Uh… She’s gone.

　Then, it’s a dream?

　No, there’s no way that’s a dream…

　There’s definitely a futon prepared for her here now.

　I mean. Why am I sleeping on this futon? Does that mean she was sleeping on my futon next to hers? But as far as I can see… I don’t see any sign of the use of the futon.

　Hmm? Where did Sayaka go? Did she not stay over in the first place? Or did she stay over, woke up earlier than me, and leave the house already? Or did she stay in my sister’s room for some reason?

　What’s really going on here? What’s this?

　But what is it? This nice smell of bedding….? Is this is the smell of bedding in my house… or it’s not?

　What? Seriously, what’s going on?

　And while I’m thinking about this and that, I can hear my mom and sister talking happily with someone downstairs.

　Ah, so that’s how it is. I guess Sayaka spent last night with my sister.

　Well, it’s natural.

　The smell of this futon is probably just my imagination. Hmm?　But I still think it’s… No, it’s just my imagination. It should be something like fabric softener or something like that.

　Anyway, how long is Sayaka going to stay here ……?

　I mean, really, why did she come to me ……?

　And… Huh? These pajamas I’m wearing right now.

　I think my mom lent them to Sayaka yesterday…

　I’ve been trying to recall my memory, but last night I was definitely wearing pajamas different from the ones I’m wearing now… So why am I wearing them right now?

　Maybe I changed my clothes unconsciously and…

　No, no, I definitely can’t do such a thing with my current legs.

　Then… What is this? No. My head is completely messed up. Too many mysteries to solve this morning. Really.

　What the heck is going on?

　As I’m thinking again, I hear someone coming up the stairs quietly this time.

　Who is it?　Is it my mother or something?　Or is it Sayaka?

　Or rather, what is it? I think there’s something in the futon, and it’s under my feet…

　I quietly grab it to see what’s under my feet… What’s this feeling?

　Hmm?　Is it a little warm?

　”Uh, what?”

　T-this…

　”Wait, huh…?”