50 - Not Just Five Times, But As Many As You Want (Patreon)

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I woke up to the chirping of little birds. Although I had set an alarm to prevent oversleeping, I had already developed the habit of waking up before it went off.

Well, even if I did oversleep, I had the ultimate safety net—Mikami. She rang the doorbell every morning without fail, so even if I happened to doze off again, I’d never be late.

“Hm…?”

As I tried to sit up, I noticed something heavy on my arm.

A faint warmth. My gradually awakening mind recalled the events of last night.

Ah, right. I vaguely remember.

Just as she had warned, Mikami used the spare key to sneak in during the night and slipped into my bed.

I must’ve been half-asleep when she woke me with the sound of her movements, so I barely reacted. I was too tired to even bother resisting when she climbed into my bed.

Well, not that it really mattered. No matter how I had responded, the result would’ve been the same. If Mikami set her mind to something, she always made it happen. And if her goal was to sneak into my bed, nothing I did would’ve stopped her.

Now, with her arms wrapped around mine and her cute sleeping breaths filling the air, my hazy memories were gradually piecing themselves together.

I’m pretty sure I told her to go home. So, if she’s still here, that means she bulldozed her way through my protests. Classic Mikami.

As I admired her persistence, I pretended to ponder my next move.

It wouldn’t take much effort to free myself. But honestly… I didn’t really feel like moving just yet.

This was a privilege reserved for the one who wakes up first. If she’s going to invade my bed so recklessly, she has no right to complain if I take my time watching her.

But seriously… she’s really cute.

A sleeping beauty. Her flawless skin, long eyelashes, and glossy lips stood out even more in the soft morning light. And above all, her sleeping face, looking more innocent than usual, was mesmerizing enough to keep me staring.

A sleeping face is, as the term suggests, the face one makes while sleeping. To reveal it to someone else means, in a way, that you trust them. It’s proof that you feel safe enough to let your guard down.

That’s what makes this moment feel special.

As I indulged in this rare privilege, I tried to recall more details about how she ended up here last night.

Just then, Mikami shifted, her arms slipping from mine as she rolled over in her sleep.

The warmth and softness lingering on my freed arm made me feel a slight pang of regret. But since she had moved away, there was nothing I could do.

(Guess I’ll get up.)

I debated staying in bed a little longer, but I finally decided to get up.

Just as I moved, the blanket slid off—revealing Mikami’s scandalous sleepwear.

(…Wait. What the hell?)

The sight before me was enough to short-circuit the brain of any teenage boy in an instant.

(Whoa… That’s… wow…)

Her exposed shoulders and low-cut neckline were already dangerous, but the sheer, clinging fabric made things even worse.

Her body lines, her stomach, her navel—all were clearly visible. And her tiny, dangerously revealing shorts left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

Looking around, I spotted her uniform discarded on the floor.

This situation… is kind of bad, isn’t it?

It looks like something could have happened. Could this be one of those “morning-after” scenarios?

…No, that’s impossible.

I was still wearing the same clothes from last night. That alone was proof enough.

Now that I think about it, I vaguely remember Mikami saying something about “rounding up” to being naked.

Yeah. That must be it.

And honestly? She was practically naked.

I couldn’t believe she had been lying in my bed dressed like this. But the evidence was right before my eyes.

This is bad. I can’t stop staring.

I know I shouldn’t be looking too much, but… it’s impossible to look away.

I mean, I am a teenage boy.

Waking up to something this stimulating is way too much.

I want to look more. But I can’t keep looking.

Conflicted between those two urges, I decided to retreat from the bedroom before I did something stupid.

The moment I shifted my weight, the bed creaked.

As I tried to climb over Mikami and escape, she stirred, tangling her legs with mine. Losing my balance, I tumbled forward.

Reacting on instinct, I caught myself—placing my hands down just beside her head.

And that left me hovering directly over Mikami, practically pinning her down.

My throat went dry as I took in the situation.

This… is really bad.

Breathing slightly ragged, I found myself straddling a nearly naked Mikami. No matter how you looked at it, this was one step away from something dangerous.

And since I had jostled the bed so much…

“Ah…”

Mikami’s eyes fluttered open.

Our gazes locked.

We were so close I could feel her breath on my lips.

“…Have you finally decided to make a move on me?”

“This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Don’t stop at five times—take me as many times as you want.”

“Wait, let’s talk about this.”

“No need. Please, go ahead.”

Something was definitely off.

But my confusion gave her the opening she needed. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me in.

I couldn’t let myself crush her, so I quickly rolled to the side to escape.

Still, Mikami clung to me, pressing her cheek against my chest, rubbing her body against mine.

“Kirishima, your heart’s pounding.”

“Of course it is.”

I’m not dead, you know.

Any guy would react if a cute girl dressed like that threw herself at him.

“I was worried. You always make my heart race, but you never seem flustered. It made me anxious. But now… I’m happy. I like knowing that I affect you too.”

There was no way I wouldn’t react to this.

If I stayed completely unfazed in this situation, I’d be less than human.

“So… go ahead. Not just five times—ten, a hundred, as many as you want.”

“…You’re misunderstanding something here.”

Mikami looked up at me with sleepy, half-lidded eyes.

Damn it. This girl is way too good at this.

She hugged me tighter, even tangling her legs around mine.

I hated to ruin the mood, but I wasn’t ready to cross that line.

“Just… get changed, okay? I can’t even look at you like this.”

“…Ah.”

In the darkness, her outfit might’ve been more tolerable. But now, bathed in morning light, she was completely exposed.

She glanced down at herself.

And the moment she realized what she was wearing, her face turned as red as a ripe apple.

“…T-This is embarrassing. But if it’s you… I don’t mind. Do you… want to watch me change?”

“…No.”

“You hesitated.”

“I didn’t.”

“Really?”

“…I’ll let you imagine the answer.”

Before I said something I’d regret, I quickly left the room.

Once outside, I leaned against the door, sliding down until I sat on the floor.

Mikami… is unfair.

My heartbeat was still ridiculously loud in my ears.

It would take a while for everything to settle down.

But honestly… I wouldn’t mind if she snuck into my bed again.

If it’s with Mikami… waking up to chaotic mornings like this might not be so bad.

That thought alone was enough to shock me.