Good Morning

"Gone?" Qian Huanyue blinked as she looked at the empty bed, but there was no sign of that little pink head.

Standing in the doorway with her fingers resting on the frame, she tilted her head and thought for a moment. "I clearly made an extra breakfast, too."

She walked in and tidied the bed simply, smoothing out the sheets, straightening the pillow, and gently patting the indentation flat with her palm.

Nothing.

She patted the folded blanket, straightened up, and swept her gaze around the room. Annoyed, she pressed a hand to her head and shook her silver hair.

"Aw... what a shame. Mm."

At that moment, she really wanted to bury her face in the pillow, but she did not want to mess up the bed she had just made, so she gave up on the idea.

All she could do was place her hopes on Nia-Nia.

She shrugged off that indescribable little disappointment. For this sort of question, she only needed to ask Nia-Nia to look it up.

Thinking that, the corners of her mouth curved up again. If she acted cute, Nia-Nia definitely would not refuse.

This trick worked almost every time. At worst, she could make it up to her properly somewhere else afterward.

With that thought, she left the room and skipped lightly toward the other end. The door was unlocked. Smiling, she pushed it open a crack and poked her head inside.

She would not use a wake-up basic attack like Kotori's "Sweet Sauce Flying Kick"—she merely bent down, drawing out her voice with an unchanged smile.

"Time to get up, Nia-Nia—"

No response.

"Xiao Ya."

The snoring paused for a moment, then resumed.

"Little Nia-Nia."

The lump beneath the blanket shifted, as if protesting.

"Miss Honjo~"

Qian Huanyue happily kept changing the