“Uh…hmm!”

“Liize…no, can’t.”

Chaos erupted on both sides.

‘It’s my fault for deciding to sleep here.’

Unlike me, who was quietly sleeping with hands folded, Roger frequently tossed and turned, and Yurik rambled on.

“Agh, get off.”

“Uh!”

Roger clung to me like a koala. Even if I pushed him away with my leg, he would be back to his position after a while.

“Why are you constantly groaning? Having a nightmare?”

Roger was one thing, but Yurik was constantly making noises. I woke up multiple times to check his face.

I’m exhausted now.

I pushed Roger beside Yurik and lay down at the edge of the bed, curling my body. I tried to pull the blanket over me because I was cold, but Roger, a restless sleeper, had one leg over the blanket.

“Damn you, Roger.”

No matter how much I tried to pull the blanket, Roger’s leg stood firm.

I finally gave up on the blanket. There were no pillows either.

Will I be able to sleep? Despite the discomfort, I was tired enough to close my eyes. I couldn’t get a deep sleep because I was cold, but it was somewhat sweet.

“Agh! You, what the hell!”

“You’re one to talk!”

I heard the loud voices of two men beside me. I opened my eyes, unable to hide my emptiness, and was blinded by bright light. I heard birds chirping beyond the window, indicating morning.

“Why the hell am I next to you early in the morning!”

“What? I was just lying here. You’re the one who came close.”

“Even if I did in my sleep, you hugged me!”

“Well, I thought you were Liize…!”

They were noisy even in their sleep, and now they were noisier awake. They bickered as soon as they woke up.

I closed my eyes and plugged my ears, but the bed kept shaking. They escalated from a minor argument to a minor physical fight, swinging pillows at each other.

‘Guys, please…’

Let’s sleep.

I can’t sleep here, I have to go back to my room right now.

“Your strength…Ah!”

“……?”

As I lifted my waist, a shadow appeared. As I lifted my head, Roger’s back hit my face. He lost balance in the pillow fight.

I tried to roll away, but it was too late. Yurik, realizing my crisis too late, reached out to grab Roger’s clothes.

Damn it.

“…Hey. You okay?”

“Liize. Are you hurt?”

In the end, I was the only one who fell under the bed. My sleep was completely broken.

I glared at Yurik and Roger on the bed. Both swallowed hard, seeing my evident anger.

“I won’t talk much.”

“……”

“……”

“Raise your hands, both of you.”

Yurik and Roger were good at causing trouble but were also good at listening. I told them to raise their hands in a fit of anger, but I didn’t expect them to actually kneel and raise their hands.

I don’t even know how to scold them now. I’ve never done this before.

“My shoulders are sore.”

I had a sore shoulder because of sleeping hunched over all night. To make matters worse, I fell under the bed on that shoulder.

“Liize. You look very tired. Didn’t you sleep well?”

“Yurik. If you have any conscience, stay quiet.”

“…Want me to massage your shoulder?”

That was tempting.

“Alright. Yurik, you lower your arms and massage my shoulders.”

“What? Then me too!”

“Roger, you just stay quiet.”

“Tsk.”

Roger reluctantly raised his hand again. In the meantime, Yurik, who had moved behind me, began massaging my shoulders.

It felt completely different from the last time Yurik massaged me. Back then, his hands hurt my shoulders, but today was different.

He targeted only the sore spots with just the right amount of pressure.

“How’s that?”

“It’s refreshing…”

“And here?”

“How do you only find the sore spots?”

“I recently studied from a book…well, not really. I just thought these spots would feel good when massaged.”

You studied from a book, huh.

I was enjoying the feel of Yurik’s hands when they moved closer to my neck. A shiver ran down my spine.

“Ah, it hurts!”

“Sorry! Are you okay?”
“It’s, it’s strange. The book clearly said this area wouldn’t hurt much even if pressure was applied.”

Yurik looked pained, confirming that my bookbased knowledge was correct.

“Ah, it hurts.”

“Who told you to curl up at the edge of the bed? It’s your own fault.”

Roger, whose hands were trembling, said that. Whose fault is this!

“Roger.”

Upon my glare, Roger nervously raised his arms higher.

“Why? I’m, I’m right.”

“What are you talking about? You keep clinging to me, that’s why!”

“What?”

Yurik shot Roger a piercing glance. Roger’s face flushed red in an instant.

“Who are you saying is clinging?”

“You! You, Roger Backus! You keep coming to my side even if I kick or push you away!”

“……”

“That kid…… Lise, just say the word. I’ll straighten that idiot out right now.”

Yurik actually approached Roger as if planning to reform his mind. Roger, frightened by Yurik’s approaching figure, hastily stood up.

“Darn it! This is so unfair!”

“Stay there!”

As Roger sprinted out of the room, Yurik chased after him. They were quite lively for the morning, which looked rather healthy.

‘Fine. What more can I ask for?’