Akira Mado, lying directly on the bed, felt a little confused. Her rationality told her that she shouldn't believe Lancer just because of his words. After all, this concerned the problems of the entire world. How could it be solved so simply?
But her intuition told her that Lancer actions might be gradually changing this world, and his plan might actually succeed...
Feeling and reason continuously intertwined, and in her agitation, she simply picked up the quilt and covered her face, but then she pushed the quilt away with a blush. It was clear that the feeling of being wrapped in the not-so-strong scent on the quilt made her a little flustered.
Her heart was even more confused. She bit her lip and walked to Lancer wardrobe. She was relieved when she saw a few unopened sets of clothes, but then she began to hesitate again.
Is it okay for me to do this? It should be fine, right? After all, Lancer said he was a gentleman...
Meanwhile, Lancer, who was currently practicing his spear stance, was also stunned when he saw his room door open.
"Akira?"
"I want to take a shower first."
After speaking, she walked into the bathroom, holding a few packets of unopened clothes.
Lancer only nodded when he heard the other party's words and continued to practice his spear stance.
The so-called spear stance is actually a way of keeping the muscles in the body tense through a special posture. It is one of the most common training methods for spear practitioners, and it also has a special function –––––– tempering the spirit.
Physical fatigue can make the trainee unconsciously concentrate, and this is exactly the function Lancer needed.
"Splash~"
Since Lancer lived in the CCG's subordinate staff dormitory, and as a CCG investigator, practicing at home naturally required cleaning his body, but unfortunately, the CCG did not seem to consider soundproofing. After all, it seemed to have no meaning, but for Lancer, his powerful five senses were simply an ordeal.
He deliberately restrained his five senses and even tried to shift his attention through the spear stance, but ––––––
"Pitter~ Patter~"
The sound of raindrops continuously falling seemed to fall on his heart, making his body feel incredibly restless.
At the same time, his eyes, which were originally looking straight ahead, slowly shifted towards the direction of the water sound...
"Whoosh~!"
The wind brought up by the steel long spear fiercely cutting through the air even made the coffee table in the room shake. Thankfully, he only treated this place as a resting place, so he didn't buy any ornaments, otherwise, the scene would most likely have been smashed into pieces.
But he, with his back to the bathroom door, had no intention of thinking about these things at all.
His mind was full of the image of a lightly clad Akira Mado being soaked by the showerhead...
'What on earth am I thinking? The reason Akira is taking a shower here is because she trusts me. How can I have wild thoughts!'
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, those strange images still appeared in his mind. Lancer only felt deep self-reproach for this.
Lancer initial reason for wanting to change this world was because his teacher and his friends all lived in this world. For him, they were his initial bonds, and he absolutely would not allow others to harm them, even himself was no exception. Therefore, in his opinion, the act of imagining his benefactor and the daughter of his teacher was something that even a bastard might not do.
The strange images in his mind continuously collided with his sense of responsibility, which even made him forget the passage of time for a moment, simply practicing the spear stance.
But at this moment ––––––
"Click~!"
The bathroom door was opened, and Lancer also involuntarily shivered.
'It's finally over.'
But before he could sigh in relief, he saw a figure wearing a white shirt walk past him.
"Click~"
The room door was closed, but several questions surfaced in Lancer mind as he held the long spear in his hand.
Due to the angle, Lancer only saw Akira Mado's back, but the shirt, which was clearly several sizes too big for Akira Mado, presented an extremely serious question when worn on her –––––– was Akira Mado wearing panties right now?
Due to the oversized shirt, the hem had reached Akira Mado's thigh, and all that could be seen there was a expanse of white, nothing at all.
This couldn't help but remind Lancer of a very famous thought experiment –––––– Schrödinger's cat.
However, the current version should be 'Akira Mado's panties?'
"Puchi~!!"
The result of pressing the ice-materialized arm on his face to forcibly cool himself down was a nearly invisible mist, but it seemed that the effect of the physical cooling was not ideal?
'It looks like tonight will be another sleepless night.'
––––––
The warm sunlight shining on her made Akira Mado couldn't help but rub her eyes, but then she was stunned for a moment, because she realized that she didn't seem to be sleeping in her own bed, but then she revealed a wry smile.
She was drugged and abducted by Nutcracker, and then Lancer turned from a bird into a human and dealt with the opponent. Last night, the other party confessed to her that he could use magic and had the 'delusion' of trying to change this world...
"It seems that what happened yesterday wasn't a dream."
After muttering to herself, she opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes she had put inside yesterday. Meanwhile, her expression became extremely subtle as she looked in the mirror.
The beautiful figure and excellent appearance inherited from her mother, coupled with years of persistent exercise, made her body quite perfect. Although her main focus was on exercise rather than her appearance, she was still proud of her figure, but this figure, which she was proud of, did not seem to have much effect.
She slept in that man's bed, under his quilt, and even her pajamas were the other party's shirt. The two were only separated by one door, yet that man truly did not come in.
"This guy really is a gentleman, just like he said before..."
When she said this, Akira Mado didn't know whether she should be happy or helpless.
Happy that the man she liked did not disappoint her, or helpless that her efforts last night did not achieve the desired effect.
'If he truly is a gentleman, then he might be making breakfast for himself in the kitchen right now? But seeing his clumsy hands, I wonder if he can cook well?'
Thinking this, Akira Mado pushed open the door and then heard a sound coming from the direction of the kitchen.
Akira Mado, with a strange smile on her face, walked towards the kitchen and then saw a –––––– cat wearing an apron and a hat?
"Meow~!"