"Mm..."
Early the next morning, Index woke from her sleep and immediately saw Sylvia lying beside her.
"Phew..."
Sylvia was lying just as she had been before Index fell asleep last night, deeply asleep as her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm.
Looking at Sylvia like that, Index slowly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and only noticed that something was slightly off after she had shaken herself awake.
"Sylvie... your face is so red..."
That was right.
Sylvia, sleeping soundly beside Index, had a highly suspicious flush on her lovely face. Fine beads of sweat covered her fair skin, making her thin shirt cling to that rosy-white flesh and lending her an exceptionally alluring appearance.
"Could she be sick?"
Index could not help feeling worried.
Only then did Fang Li's voice reach Index's ears.
"You're awake? Then come get breakfast ready."
As he spoke, Fang Li, who seemed to have already washed up, emerged from the kitchen carrying several portions of breakfast and set them on the table one after another.
"Breakfast!"
The foodie nun with the especially hearty appetite was instantly drawn in by the fragrant breakfast.
"Hm?"
However, as Index instinctively sniffed the aroma, she suddenly froze.
Then, tilting her head, Index asked Fang Li a question.
"Hey, Fang Li, don't you think there's a really strange smell?"
Upon hearing that, Fang Li's body stiffened slightly before he smoothly recovered.
"Is there?" Fang Li said with complete calm. "Why can't I smell anything?"
"It's a very, very strange smell." Index wriggled her little nose and said, like an adorable puppy, "I don't know how to describe it, but it's strange. It feels kind of lewd."
"Is... is that so?" Fang Li's expression remained calm, but his eyes were clearly less composed. He promptly changed the subject.