I Don't Know What to Call This Chapter

Early morning,

Shiori's tightly shut eyes slowly relaxed. Before she was fully awake, she felt cool fingers gently wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

The pretty face before her gradually came into focus as her vision cleared.

"Huan...yue..." Shiori's voice came out in fragments, and she had yet to fully pull herself free from her dream.

For some reason, it felt as though something had tightly gripped her chest. It was stifling and sour, yet she couldn't say exactly what it was.

"Mm, it's me." Qian Huanyue nodded calmly. Her tone was much gentler now as she chuckled. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Huanyue's other hand lightly rested on the back of Shiori's hand, soothingly passing warmth into it.

For some reason, the sight of Huanyue made Shiori feel relaxed from body to heart. Without changing positions, she simply savored the warmth being passed to her, her face flushing uncontrollably.

But she felt so safe.

"A little." Shiori gently covered her chest with her free hand, as if confirming whether it was still faintly aching. "But once I opened my eyes, all those feelings faded away. It's fine. It was only a dream, after all."

"Is that so? That's good, then." Sitting beside Shiori's bed, Qian Huanyue curled her lips, her voice taking on a teasing note as she chuckled. "I thought Shiori would keep crying and then throw herself into my arms~"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Shiori coughed awkwardly from embarrassment. As though forcibly changing the subject, she shifted her gaze away and pursed her lips. "Speaking of which, why is Huanyue in my room?"

Qian Huanyue froze for a moment, her eyes turning blank and round.

Using an Angel to suddenly break into someone else's room... wasn't that kind of creepy?

She awkwardly