Hayasaka Ai slowly opened her eyes. The room was dark.
"Eh? Where's the lamp?"
Hayasaka reached out to find the night-light, but after searching for a while, she found nothing. The only thing her hand touched was the phone on the bedside table.
She turned on her phone.
Using its light to look around, Hayasaka quickly noticed something was off.
"This is... Young Lady's room?"
Once she realized the surroundings were wrong, Hayasaka sat up at once.
"Strange. Why am I in Young Lady's room?"
"What happened in between?"
Hayasaka pressed a finger to her brow and rubbed it gently, searching her memories.
She remembered messaging Amamiya Natsuki. He had said he was going to sneak over and surprise her, and then an irresistible wave of drowsiness had suddenly washed over her. Her eyelids felt as though they'd been glued shut, too heavy to open.
Hayasaka only remembered closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she was here.
"Was I attacked by a supernatural being?"
Hayasaka's expression quickly turned grave. She looked down to inspect her body, then her eyes widened.
"Eh? Black... hair?"
Staring at the smooth black hair falling over her chest, Hayasaka opened her beautiful eyes in disbelief.
She'd only slept for a few minutes. How had her blonde hair turned black?
She gently tugged at her hair. It was resilient, and she could feel the slight pull on her scalp. It obviously wasn't a wig.
Hayasaka's gaze lowered. She suddenly noticed something else, quickly swept her hair aside, then hooked a finger into her pajama collar and peered down.
Beneath her slender neck was a delicate, lovely collarbone. Following it farther down, there was...
"No!"
"I'm not this small!"
Hayasaka finally thought of a possibility. She took a deep breath, threw off