The next day.
Still groggy, Nagato lay in bed and shakily opened his eyes...
Nagato looked around, his gaze hazy and confused...
"Nagato! You're awake!" A clear voice rang out, startling Nagato into looking toward it.
Mei Terumi stood there with a faint smile, wearing ordinary clothes for lounging at home. The flower arm tattoos on her legs were covered, and her lip stud was gone.
Carrying a bowl, Mei Terumi slowly walked out of the next room.
"Mei Terumi? Where am I? What happened last night? How did I end up sleeping here?" Nagato rubbed his forehead and asked in confusion.
No matter how hard Nagato racked his brains, he couldn't remember what had happened last night or how he had ended up here.
"You forgot everything that happened last night?" Mei Terumi set the bowl on the bedside table and asked with a smile.
"Yeah. Did something happen?" Nagato nodded and asked.
Although Nagato had no idea what had happened last night, he wasn't particularly panicked. At least he had woken up in a bed after a night's sleep, with all his clothes intact. That meant he hadn't been in any danger, so he wasn't worried.
"Last night, you were quite the enchanting sight." Mei Terumi let out a snicker and spoke slowly, amusement dancing in her eyes.
Huh? Nagato's heart trembled. Oh no. Something seriously wrong must have happened last night.
"You're at my house right now. What do you think happened last night?" Mei Terumi stared at Nagato curiously.
"Don't say things that could be taken the wrong way. You're an eleven- or twelve-year-old girl. What could possibly have happened?" Speechless, Nagato tapped Mei Terumi on the forehead.
Nagato figured that even if he were a total scumbag, he would never lay a hand on an