Zig lay in Shirou's arms, snoring sweetly.
What?
What was all this?
"Didn't you crawl into my bed?" Shirou's mind instantly cleared a little. He scratched his head awkwardly. "Why did Zig come into my room?"
"Hehe, you'd have to ask yourself that, Senpai," Sakura said with a cold laugh.
"No, that's not it. I was just sleeping. I felt someone come in, and I thought it was you." Shirou felt utterly unable to defend himself.
Sakura's anger subsided somewhat. "Then, Senpai, if you have me, you don't need any other women, right?"
Shirou looked at Zig and was just about to nod when Zig hugged him even tighter.
"Assassin is the best... I like you, zzz..."
"This has nothing to do with me, right?" Shirou raised both hands in surrender. "This can't possibly have anything to do with me, can it?"
"Put some clothes on before you talk!"
Shirou quickly projected a set of clothes for himself, but Zig stubbornly clung to him without moving. Of course, she occasionally moved a little, such as pressing herself even more tightly against Shirou.
Luckily, Zig was wearing clothes now. Otherwise, Shirou would have had even less idea how to deal with this.
"I can't get free," Shirou said weakly. "How about we talk like this for now? I can't put on clothes like this either."
"Senpai..." Sakura stared at Zig. "You beast! Zig is only fifteen days old, and you weren't even wearing clothes while holding her!"
Shirou was about to say something when he realized a serious problem.
"By the way, Sakura, I was wearing clothes before I went to sleep last night, right?" Shirou suddenly asked.
"Y-yes. Why?" Sakura suddenly had a bad feeling. "Does that have anything to do with the current situation?"
"Of course it does. Sakura,