Sunlight slipped through the gaps of the bat-patterned curtains, quietly entering the room and casting a warm spot of light on Victor's face.
Victor's eyelashes fluttered a few times as he groggily opened his eyes.
Memories from last night flooded into his mind like a tide—
The Parcheesi battle, that earth-shattering 'be together forever' pact, and finally... two different kisses.
A warm current of excitement, satisfaction, and a touch of unreality instantly surged through his entire body, jolting him completely awake.
He instinctively shifted, immediately feeling the distinct sensations and weight pressing against both sides of his body.
Carefully, like an antique appraiser, Victor slowly, incrementally turned his neck, first looking to the left—
Enid, his Little Wolf Girl, was clinging to him almost entirely like a small creature seeking warmth, one leg unceremoniously thrown across his waist.
Her arms were tightly wrapped around his chest, her furry head buried deep in the crook of his neck, her warm breath evenly spraying onto his skin, causing faint tickles.
Her eyes were tightly shut, her long eyelashes like two little fans casting faint shadows on her fair cheeks. She was sleeping so sweetly and soundly, as if Victor was her personal giant body pillow.
"Heh..." Victor grinned soundlessly, his heart bubbling with happiness.
He gently moved his left arm, which was slightly numb from being pressed, earning a dissatisfied murmur from Enid, who held on even tighter.
Then, holding his breath with an almost reverent curiosity, Victor slowly turned to the right—
Wednesday, his Dark Queen, was sleeping in her signature, standard, and serene pose—like a medieval vampire noble lying in a coffin—with her hands folded over her chest, her body perfectly straight.
But unlike usual, her entire cool body was pressed tightly against his right side.
Her pale, smooth forehead was lightly resting against his shoulder, a few strands of ink-black hair scattered on the fabric of his shirt.
Her breathing was shallow, her expression blank, like a delicate, fragile porcelain doll. Yet, in this unconscious snuggling, she revealed a rare, complete sense of dependence.
Victor's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
He could clearly feel Wednesday's slightly cool body temperature through the thin pajamas, creating a wonderful contrast of ice and fire with Enid's warm embrace on his left.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this 'hugging left and right' situation... Victor, did you secretly drug them last night?"
Venom's hoarse voice, thick with teasing, rang out in Victor's mind, a few black tendrils curiously poking out and wriggling on his shoulder.
Last night, for his bro's happiness, he had voluntarily cut off the visual link.
"Shut up! You're just jealous!" Victor retorted smugly in his mind. "This is called personal charm! Got it?"
He tried hard to maintain this'sweet burden' position, not daring to move a muscle, afraid of disturbing his two girlfriends' sweet dreams.
Although the numbness in his left arm and the cool sensation on his right side constantly reminded him of reality, a nearly foolish, enormous smile of satisfaction beamed across his face.
The sunlight gradually grew brighter, dust dancing in the beams of light within the room.
Victor looked at the ceiling, feeling the steady breathing and heartbeats of the two girls beside him. Yesterday's 'be together forever' pact once again burned warmly in his heart.
He quietly tightened his arms, pulling them closer, more carefully.
Just then—
"Knock knock knock!"
A series of brisk, slightly urgent knocks shattered the morning quiet. Mavis's cheerful voice came from outside the door:
"Victor? Little sleepyheads? Time to get up! Breakfast is ready! We have special chocolate bat pancakes today!"
The knocking and Mavis's voice were like stones thrown into a calm lake.
"Mmm..."
Enid on the left was the first to be startled awake.
Like a disturbed kitten, she rubbed her face discontentedly into the crook of Victor's neck, letting out a vague murmur. Her arms holding Victor tightened even more, showing no intention of waking up at all.
Meanwhile, Wednesday on the right—her long, thick eyelashes fluttered violently a few times, and her eyes snapped open!
Her gaze initially held the confusion of just waking up and a trace of sharp alertness.
But when she quickly realized she was pressed tightly against Victor, even with her forehead resting on his shoulder, that sharpness was instantly replaced by extreme shock and a hint of panic.
Her body visibly stiffened for a moment, then, as if electrocuted, she abruptly jerked back, quickly putting distance between herself and Victor, restoring that icy, unapproachable aura.
However, a faint blush spread across her pale cheeks at a visible speed, reaching the tips of her ears. Her gaze also became somewhat evasive, trying to hide her earlier lapse.
Victor took in Wednesday's swift and adorable series of reactions, his heart bursting with joy. But on his face, he tried hard to put on a look of someone just woken up, yawning and mumbling:
"Hmm... Sis Mavis... got it... getting up now..."
As he spoke, he deliberately used his right hand—the one still free to move—to rub his eyes. Then, taking the opportunity... very 'naturally' placed it on the back of Wednesday's hand, which had just pulled away but was still within his reach.
Wednesday's hand trembled slightly, but she didn't immediately pull away. She just pressed her lips together tightly, the blush on her ears seeming to deepen a bit.
"Victor! Let go! I need to go wash up!"
She lowered her voice, trying to command with an icy tone, but the slight tremor betrayed her.
"Just five more minutes..."
Victor tightened his fingers stubbornly, grasping that cool hand. He blinked his peach blossom eyes, still dewy from sleep, looking at Wednesday, his tone carrying a hint of a whine.
"You!"
Wednesday was left speechless by his shameless behavior. She glared at him, but constrained by the recently awakened Enid and Mavis outside the door, couldn't make any big movements.
Meanwhile, Enid on the other side seemed thoroughly roused by the commotion here.
She groggily lifted her head, rubbing her sleepy eyes, looking at Victor, then at Wednesday whose cheeks were flushed and gaze evasive. Her clear blue eyes filled with curiosity:
"Hmm... what are you two arguing about... Victor, is your arm... numb?"
Victor looked at the adorably clueless Little Wolf Girl on his left, and the Dark Queen on his right, feigning composure yet charmingly flustered. He felt the coolness in his palm and the warmth beside him.
He felt that nothing in life could be more perfect than this.
He grinned, revealing an exceptionally bright smile, and shouted loudly towards the door:
"Sis Mavis! We'll be right there! I want a double portion of pancakes today!"
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