Hayasaka: You Bastard of a President! How Dare You Stack Chika on Top of Me! (Continued)

Hayasaka Ai slapped away Amamiya Natsuki's wandering hand. As she stood up and straightened her skirt, she gave a soft snort.

"Even if this is just a dream, Pervert President, you don't get to do whatever you want."

"Of course not," Amamiya Natsuki replied solemnly. "If I wanted to do whatever I wanted, you wouldn't be conscious right now."

"Tch."

Hayasaka Ai pursed her lips and walked over to the window. She opened it, and a fresh, damp sea breeze swept in.

Outside was a stretch of blue ocean and sky. Palm trees cast swaying shadows in the breeze, seagulls circled overhead, and a crescent of golden sand completed the summer seaside scenery.

"President, where are we?"

Hayasaka Ai looked around. The place seemed strangely familiar, but she couldn't quite remember why.

Amamiya Natsuki said softly,

"This is where the dream began."

Hayasaka Ai crossed her arms and tilted her head toward him.

"President, speak like a normal person."

Amamiya Natsuki held out his right hand and smiled.

"Let's take a walk. You'll recognize the place once we're outside."

"Hmph~"

Hayasaka Ai gave a soft snort and had been about to refuse, but then she thought it over. This was a dream with just the two of them in it, so there was nothing wrong with holding hands. She held out her right hand, letting Amamiya Natsuki take it, and the two of them left the hotel together.

The sea breeze blew gently.

The summer sun blazed overhead.

Since it was a dream, it seemed that only Amamiya Natsuki and Hayasaka were on the island. The whole place was unusually quiet.

They walked around the shore on the soft golden sand. The more they walked, the more familiar it all felt. Then, when she saw several small sightseeing boats moored