I Was Reincarnated as the Villain Who Confines the Heroine in an Eroge World, But for Some Reason I'm the One Getting Confined by the Heroine Instead - Chapter 27: Attacked in My Sleep

Chapter 27: Attacked in My Sleep

“Ask-kun, I’m home.”

“Good night.”

“Ask-kun!?”

It was the night of the first day of living together.

I usually tried to sleep early and wake early, so I got into bed before Safira came back and closed my eyes just as she opened the door.

I had already reached my limit.

In the first place, I hadn’t given any permission for living together, and even if we did live together, this room only had one single bed.

Sleeping together wasn’t realistic.

So I decided to just sleep.

Good night good night good night good night good night good night good night good night good night good night…

“Are you inviting me?”

“Good morning.”

I woke up.

My eyelids had been about to drop just moments ago, but the instant I heard Safira’s words, I felt a crisis to my chastity, and the sleepiness vanished.

“It’s our first night together, after all.”

The next moment, a weight settled on the bed as if it creaked.

When I opened my eyes, Safira had sat down and slowly crawled closer, bringing her body near.

This was bad.

She was close. No, too close.

I felt like she might steal my lips if things continued, so I tried to roll over instinctively.

But in that instant, she pinned my hands, and I couldn’t move.

She got on all fours, surrounding me and completely blocking any escape.

“You don’t have to hold back. We’re going to live together forever from now on.”

“For forever, isn’t this room a bit too small?”

“It’s fine. I’ll definitely take it over.”

“What!?”

I yelled without thinking, but Safira didn’t flinch.

Instead, she quietly smiled and buried her face in my chest.

“—”

Her breath touched my chest.

The soft feel of her chest reached me, and my heartbeat sped up. My head felt like it was boiling, and I thought I might lose it.

“I’ve never acted spoiled like this with anyone. Not once since I was born.”

“…I-I see.”

“That’s why it’s only you, Ask-kun. You’re the only one I can entrust myself to.”

I couldn’t see her expression, but there was no hint of joking in her voice. She probably meant it. Words from the bottom of her heart.

After I stayed silent for a while…

“Oh, sorry. You want to act spoiled too, right, Ask-kun?”

Safira lifted her face and smiled as if a bit embarrassed.

“—!?”

Then she reached for my head and gently stroked it.

“You can act as spoiled as you want. In exchange, I’ll act even more spoiled.”

She laughed with an “ehehe,” and her face looked brighter than usual.

Gentle, kind, and childlike.

It was like the expression after peeling off the mask she wore outside.

“…”

Her hand stroked my hair again. Slowly, slowly.

The pleasant warmth made my eyelids grow heavy bit by bit.

A wrapping, reassuring feeling attacked me, and before I knew it, I was about to fall asleep.

“It’s okay. Close your eyes slowly.”

She whispered sweetly in my ear.

I really should resist.

Sleeping in the same bed as a duke’s daughter was absolutely not allowed.

But I didn’t care anymore.

Just for now, I didn’t want to fight my own desires.

I wanted to fall asleep while Safira stroked my head.

That feeling alone dominated my brain—

And my consciousness slowly sank.

※

The next morning.

As small birds chirped, I woke up.

“Whoa!?”

The moment I opened my eyes, Safira’s face filled my vision, and I jerked back without thinking. But I couldn’t move as I wanted.

Because she held me tightly as if clutching a body pillow while sleeping.

“Too strong.”

Her strength was so great I wondered if she infused it with magic.

And wasn’t it hard to sleep in that position?

Thinking that, I twisted my body to escape.

Then I gently peeked at Safira’s sleeping face.

It looked peaceful and soft, just like a normal girl’s.

So defenseless that words like duke’s daughter or villain didn’t suit it at all.

“…Ask-kun.”

As I watched for a while, she started hugging the pillow. Maybe she couldn’t relax without holding something.

I was like that as a child, so I understood the feeling.

“…Can’t be helped.”

I didn’t know why I did it myself.

But before I realized, I had returned to the bed and reached for her head.

“…”

Then I stroked it gently.

Slowly, slowly. Stroking her head without waking her.

Safira mumbled in her sleep and then wrapped her arms around my waist, clinging to me.

“…Give me a break.”

I sighed as I became completely unable to move and turned my gaze to the window.

Outside, the morning sun had already started rising, and bright light filtered through the curtain gaps.

“…”

Honestly, thinking about continuing this life made me feel reluctant. It wasn’t just tiring.

But for one day.

It wasn’t so bad, I thought.

Not just grapes—sometimes watching her sleeping face like this wasn’t bad.

Thinking that probably meant Safira’s presence had become something I couldn’t ignore.

Well, grape-first principle hadn’t changed.

Grape faith couldn’t be shaken even by a duke’s daughter.

※

【Side Safira Hartz】

Ask-kun is stroking my head!?

The next morning. I naturally woke up when Ask-kun did.

He looked surprised and jerked his body back instinctively.

I had been hugging him tightly, but he twisted and slipped away skillfully.

Ask-kun’s idiot.

But I didn’t give up. I pretended to sleep and reached out to hug him again.

But I grabbed the pillow by mistake. Too bad.

As I felt disappointed inside,

“…Can’t be helped.”

I heard Ask-kun’s exasperated voice, and the next moment, his hand rested on my head.

—!!!

I almost let out a voice. I never thought he would stroke my head. The suddenness surprised me, and my heart wouldn’t stop racing.

But I kept pretending to sleep.

If he noticed I was awake, he might stop stroking.

“…”

Ask-kun’s hand felt a bit rough. Probably from swinging a sword a lot since young, building calluses. The result of effort.

But every time that hand gently stroked my hair, warmth spread deep in my heart.

A feeling of being fulfilled attacked me.

Ah, this is the happiest.

If possible, I wanted him to keep stroking forever.

Until time to leave the house—no, all day.

I couldn’t hold back anymore.

So I pretended to roll over and gently hugged Ask-kun.

“—!”

In that instant, his body heat reached me. Wrapped in his scent, my chest filled up.

More, more.

I was greedy, so I wanted much more of Ask-kun.

It wasn’t enough at all. Not enough. Not enough. Not enough.

Ah, I wished this time could continue forever.

I really didn’t care about the duke’s house.

Power, honor, status—I didn’t need them.

If my wish could come true—

I wanted to run away with just Ask-kun.

Live quietly in a world where no one interfered.

That was the shape of happiness I imagined.