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I wake up, as usual.

Yesterday, I slept with Faraes.

That's why I still bury my face in Faraes' chest today.

Again, it looks like this is the fixed position.

"Ugh..."

While I enjoy the feeling, I think.

Today, may I still be asleep?

Yesterday, I fought to help Mr. Cannon and came home pretty late, so it was too late to go to bed. As a result, I still have quite a bit of sleep.

Today, there's nothing like that, so there should be no problem if you're still asleep.

However, I am also concerned about Mr. Kanon's condition, so I would also like to go to the base.

"Yeah......"

"Ah..."

When I was thinking about that, Faraes raised his voice.

Apparently, it's happening.

"Ah, Slade, good morning"

"Oh, good morning"

"Still in this position today..."

"Oh, it seems so"

Faraes has said that with a laugh.

Sure, it could be hilarious to be in this position every time.

What the hell am I doing while I sleep?

"Well, I kind of still want to sleep..."

"Right. I'm pretty tired yesterday, so I guess so..."

"Well, right..."

Like me, Faraes wants to sleep.

That would be natural, too. I came home so tired, it was too late to sleep. It's even weirder if it doesn't.

"But you wake up at this hour..."

"It must be a habit. At this time, your body will automatically wake up..."

"Well, thanks to that, it's always happening, so I don't even think it's bad..."

"Sure..."

Me and Faraes were up at the usual time, even though I said I was tired.

Perhaps the body woke up automatically.

But you don't have to wake up today. Then there would be one thing to do.

"Let's go back to sleep, Slade"

"Oh, I wanted to do that too"

"Right? Oh, because Cretta tells me it might be too late to wake up yesterday..."

"Well, that's a boulder."

That's why me and Faraes decide to go to bed twice.

You just have to sleep when you wake up.

"I just want to go to base and see how Mr. Cannon is doing too"

"Oh, so you can't sleep too much either."

"Yeah, so you're almost asleep."

Again, the idea was the same.

I just want to make sure Mr. Cannon's okay.

Probably fine, but I'm curious there.

"By the way, Slade, can we stay in this position?

"Huh?"

"With my chest, can you sleep?

"Oh......"

So Faraes has asked me that.

Sure, this feeling could get in my way.

That's why I didn't even want to get away from here. Because there's no other good place like this.

"No, I don't want to leave"

"Don't you want to leave... well, fine"

"Well, thank you"

To my words, Faraes told me so.

Apparently, you'll allow me to sleep on that chest. Then let us fully enjoy this feeling.

"... or do you really like breasts?

"Huh? No..."

That's what Faraes said to me.

The point is, it's very hard to answer.

"Well, okay. Good night, Slade."

"Oh, good night"

That's how we slept twice.

◇ ◇ ◇

Me and Faraes were at the base.

I slept twice, so I arrived a little late. But thanks to this, I am full of energy.

"Okay, Slade. Let's head to the infirmary first."

"Oh, let's do that"

Me and Faraes were going to the infirmary where Mr. Cannon was.

Perhaps he should still be there.

Walk a while and we'll get to the infirmary.

When I knock on the door, the healing magician who was inside opens the door.

"Ah, to Mr. Slade, you're Lady Faraes"

"Oh, oh..."

"Dear Faraes..."

The recovery technician, a young woman, is a fan of Faraes.

This is why it is such a tone.

To that, Faraes holds his head a little.

Since yesterday, but this way of calling it seems to be tough on boulders.

"Please come in. Lieutenant Cannon is waiting."

"Oh well..."

"Dear Faraes..."

That's why we're going inside the infirmary.

There must be Mr. Cannon in the curtained bed.

"Mr. Cannon, I can open it."

"Yes."

The recovery technician opens the curtain and Mr. Cannon shows up.

"Faraes, Slade, shake it yesterday."

"Ah, Mr. Cannon."

"Mr. Cannon..."

Mr. Cannon had a considerably better complexion and brighter atmosphere than he had yesterday.

Apparently, there was no particular problem after that.

I thought so, but we were a little nervous until we actually saw our faces, and now we can feel safe.

"Did you both get some rest?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Yes, I'm sorry, but after a little rest, I came over..."

"You were. Well, good for you."

To Faraes' words, Mr. Cannon smiled.

That smile would be a smile I would never have pointed at until yesterday.

"Faraes, could you come closer?

"Huh? Ah, yes"

So, Mr. Cannon said that.

Faraes follows the word and approaches Mr. Cannon.

"Faraes, I'm sorry about what I've been doing. Makes you feel hard..."

"Mr. Cannon, no..."

"Even me like this, will you get along from now on?

"Of course."

To Mr Cannon's words, Faraes immediately replied so.

For Faraes, that's what I've always wanted. That would be natural, too.

Faraes and Mr. Cannon laughed at each other.

I'm glad to see that smile.

"Slade, you too, I'm sorry. Because of me, I've caused a lot of trouble..."

No, I don't mind at all.

"Really, thank you. Save me..."

Next, Mr. Cannon spoke to me.

The smile is very calm. This must be the original Mr. Cannon.

"... and Faraes has grown."

"Huh? Really?

"Yeah, be a really nice woman..."

So, that's what Mr. Cannon started to say.

Kind of feels very smudged.

Maybe that's what I've always wanted to say.

"I'm really glad you could say that to Mr. Cannon..."

In response to that word, Faraes makes his cheeks red.

Pretty, looks happy. Such a pharaoh is unusual.

So, I remember something.

That looks like Sona.

I am delighted by the words of the honourable. The atmosphere is exactly the same.

He also said that he and Sona were alike, so I guess he still is.

"Oh, but it feels like we're together."

"Oh really...?

"Yeah, the lighting is with me. That's a relief."

Faraes seems a little young when he's talking to Mr. Cannon.

It feels just like a childish pharaoh when you're lonely or sweet.

It's sweet to be older, but maybe that's how it feels.

But if you think about it, me and Cretta were once older than Faraes.

Do we have to create an adult atmosphere like Mr. Cannon?

"The real old days, they were pretty pointy, weren't they?

"Oh, please don't talk about it..."

Like that, the conversation between the two continues.

I raise my hand to the healer and try to get out of the room. Because even with me, I thought it would just get in the way.

Then the recovery magician followed him with a nod as well. Apparently, this one's sensing the air, too.

That's why we left Faraes and Mr. Cannon alone.