April 6th.
Early morning.
After working up a sweat with Husky in the backyard, Ron went upstairs to shower, then sat down at the dining table in the living room to have breakfast with everyone.
Whenever Nora lifted her milk and took a sip, leaving a ring of white foam around her lips, Ron's gaze could not help drifting that way, his mind wandering.
After that night a few days ago, although the two of them had yet to make that ultimate, substantive progress in bed, after Yuna's lessons in the bathroom, Ron had still enjoyed Nora's diligent devotion.
Awkwardness and tenderness entwined, leaving Ron dazed, almost making him think he had traveled through time again.
That night, Ron unusually did not enter deep meditation. He held Nora and slept soundly through the night.
He slept exceptionally well.
Perhaps because it had been her first time doing such a thing, Nora had been far too embarrassed over the following few nights, going to bed early every time.
By the time Ron finished showering, she was already fast asleep.
Ron, having acquired a taste for it, naturally could not bring himself to wake her.
Now that there had been a first time, the second and third would not be far off.
Still, after that night, Ron had sought out Yuna and subjected her to a round of "stern condemnation," only for it to end under Yuna's eye rolls.
And after that evening, Nora and Yuna's relationship suddenly became especially close.
With the restrictions of status gone, Yuna could freely display the Shadow Fighting Technique before Nora whenever no outsiders were present.
And because Yuna was Ron's aunt in name, Nora had also become much closer to her.
Though Yuna had been the second employee after Nora and the two had always