I Accidentally Sent a Love Letter to the School's Most Prestigious Young Lady Instead of My Childhood Friend, and Now She's Bowing to Me, Asking, "Please Date Me—On the Premise of Marriage!" - 35

After parting with Airi, I returned to my room. Since the futon was already laid out, I sprawled out on it like a starfish, and the exhaustion of the day washed over me all at once.

“You should choose…”

Airi’s words echoed in my mind. Rocked by that wave, I sank into sleep.

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Click…

The sound of the doorknob turning abruptly brought my consciousness to the surface.

Clatter— This time, the clear sound of the door opening.

Then, someone slipping smoothly into the room.

(At this hour… Who… is it…?)

I faintly heard the rustle of clothing, and with the soft thud of garments falling to the floor, my eyes snapped open.

(Is this… a night visit?!)

Then, the sensation of someone gently lying down beside me, while I kept my eyes closed.

Body heat, the sound of breathing, and bare limbs entwining with mine.

Soon after, a small voice calling my name reached my ears.

“Yuu…”

(Haru?!)

Hearing the voice, I realized it was Haru, not Shion-san, who had slipped in naked.

Airi was never an option to begin with. The question was whether it was Haru or Shion-san.

“I came… but you’re asleep…”

I heard a soft, amused chuckle, but I kept pretending to be asleep. Desperately, I tried to figure out what to do.

Should I allow her to sleep with me?

Or should I wake up and kick her out?

Or should I accept Haru’s invitation right here and now and take our relationship to the next level…?

Reason and desire swirled together, and I couldn’t settle on a clear answer.

Kicking Haru out would be easy, but that would only delay the problem. The understanding that it wouldn’t solve anything made me hesitate.

Yet, when I thought about Shion-san, I couldn’t bring myself to immediately choose and accept Haru.

Maybe this is the turning point. That thought suddenly crossed my mind.

Haru climbed on top of me.

Trembling at the sensation of her chest and stomach pressing down on me from above, I desperately kept my mind racing.

“I thought I’d come to the hot spring, get all worked up, and just get it over with quickly…”

(Just as I thought…! So, what do I do?!)

“But you’re sleeping so soundly… And I’m not into sleep assault or anything…”

(Sleep assault… This isn’t some erotic doujinshi for guys! And the roles are reversed!)

“Well, if I just sleep here till morning, Shion will come, so I can settle it then…”

(!!)

It’s true—if I don’t show up for breakfast in the morning, Shion-san or one of the inn attendants will probably come check on me.

And then they’ll see this situation!

I could imagine it being a decisive scenario, for sure.

But would Shion-san—who’s half-yandere—really back down just because Haru and I were sleeping together?

I don’t know, and I can’t even imagine how that scene would play out.

Before long, Haru began to breathe softly in sleep.

Cracking my eyes open just a bit, I saw Haru’s face before me—her closed eyes and a slight smirk at the corner of her mouth.

Maybe she’s dreaming that she’s beaten Shion-san and made me hers.

Imagining such things, I shifted my thoughts into high gear, running my brain at full speed.

So, what do I do?!

Think! Think about the situation, the scene—what should I do?!

Beneath Haru’s soft breathing, time passed without a wink of sleep.