Chapter 144 Who Will Use That Bed
Well, after all that fuss, you'd think things would settle down, right?
But unfortunately, it seems the end of the turn hasn't been declared yet. As the night deepens and the lights in other houses start to go out, it feels a bit rude to just say, "You should go home now," so it turns into a "Why not stay over?" situation. That's when a little problem popped up.
"...Oh, by the way, there are only 2 beds at home."
"Whoopsie, forgot about that part."
"Isn't spacing out your specialty, Hiiro?"
"Shut it, Quollio."
I was careless. With just me and Sara living together, of course, there are only 2 beds. There's no way we have a spare bedding lying around. Plus, one of them is in my room.
"Quollio, ya and I'll sleep on the goddamn living-room floor. Deal?"
"I'm not that sheltered. I'm fine with it."
That said, we've been trained in the knight order. For guys, sleeping on the floor is just fine. Yeah, for guys.
"Um, my bed is pretty big, so 2 people should be totally fine. Even 3 could manage."
"...It's that last spot that's the issue..."
The last spot in question obviously means using the bed in my room. Though it hasn't been used for months. Still, not caring about that might involve a lot of pride for the girl.
The atmosphere in the room was now wrapped in a strange tension.
"...Um, I don't mind at all. If Hiiro doesn't care, then yes, it's totally fine."
"...But, Lyam, letting someone as delicate as you sleep on Hiiro's sweaty bed is just unethical. Even if you don't mind, society won't. No, the world definitely won't allow it."
"Come on now, you're overreacting!"
"Overreacting? This is a life-or-death issue. If your brainless habits rub off on you, it's game over, Hiiro."
"Chill out..."
No way, I think it's really tough to make someone like Lyam hold back. But you don't have to say it that harshly. There's a chance she really doesn't care. Plus, saying you're holding back is kinda rough on yourself. Why are you being so harsh on me? Bullying? Is this bullying? I'm gonna break through this filter and cry like a baby, seriously!
"Well, I've camped out a few times, so I can hold back, even if I don't want to. I really hate it, like, really hate it. But compared to a hard floor, maybe being on a bed with Sara and Lyam would be slightly better, just like a few grains of beans. As for who will use that bed, Lyam would fit in better because she's smaller."
"Um, actually, I want to use Hiiro's bed."
"No way! Did you catch the brain muscle disease or something? Don't say stupid things, save your nonsense for when you're asleep, Lyam."
"Ugh..."
"...What the hell did I even do?"
"Hiiro, I want to pay respect to your honesty for accepting that so directly."
Seriously, Mr. Quollio, it's so annoying that it's beyond just being straightforward. Ugh, Shura. One day, when I surpass this rival, I'm gonna show off big time. I'll laugh so hard, you'll see.
"Big brother."
"Whatcha need?"
While I'm secretly feeling down, Sara sneaks over. Is she worried about what I said? If so, she's really an angel. But why is she whispering in my ear?
"This is weird. This is really weird. I thought it was Ms. Shura, but Ms. Lyam too? What's up with that? Did you accumulate that much good karma in your past life, big brother? Today has been something else!"
"What are you jabbering about? And why the hell you so pumped up?"
"Because this is the first time I've seen such a messy saga-like development. My maiden heart can't stop, big brother!"
"I'm still not getting what you're saying?"
What's this messy Edda? Saga means story or fairy tale, right? What genre is this kind of story?
Wait, is she saying my being bullied makes her maiden heart flutter? Hold on, Sara. I'm all for exploring new worlds, but I didn't say to open a new door, come on!
"Listen up, Sara. If you hop in my bed, wouldn't that fix things for ya?"
"Eh. No way, that's boring."
"C'mon now, don't tell me you ain't feelin' it, just sayin' it's boring?"
Don't start saying stuff like you're Ruthless. You're grinning and breathing heavily. My impression of you has changed so much in just one day that I can't keep up.
"Ah, I'm thirsty. Quo, make some tea."
"Why don't you do it yourself, Syam?"
"I want to drink the tea that Quo makes."
"I'm a coffee expert, seriously."
"You lot are easygoing, ain't ya?"
These guys are just standing outside the conversation, watching. If I leave it like this, it seems like nothing will get resolved. So I guess I'll just forcefully end the discussion.
"Ugh, this is annoying. Let's figure out who gets the bed. We can draw straws or somethin'. What do ya say?"
"Eh?"
"Now hold on there, what's with the long face, Sara? Just spit it out already. I ain't got all day for this crap. I'm beat and need my beauty rest."
"I'm fine with that... slurp."
"..."
Just so you know, I had a crazy battle earlier today. My eyelids are pretty heavy. I'm sleepy. I'm tired.
When I convey that with my gaze, Shura seems to get it and is like, "Okay, I guess that's fine." But Sara still looks a bit dissatisfied.
Anyway, I can't let this opportunity slip away, so I prepare 4 sticks and paint the tip of one red. The one who draws that stick will have to go to my room, and I purposely avoid mentioning the super tense Shura and Lyam.
And just like that, this commotion finally came to an end.
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"......"
"......"
"......"
"......ugh. Why do I have to be this nervous..."
In the living room, while the exhausted Hiiro had long since fallen asleep, the 'red-faced Valkyrie' was still stuck in front of Hiiro's bed.
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