"Huh? He fell asleep?"
I waved my hand in front of his face, checking if he was still awake, and muttered to myself.
I turned away for just a moment to get things ready, and in the blink of an eye—he was out cold.
"He really pushed himself during the day…"
Hachikuma-nee replied, sounding a little apologetic.
"Being so friendly and eager to please… it's kind of a double-edged sword, huh?"
"Seriously…"
"Seriously… yeah…"
We both sighed a bit, quietly and with a hint of resignation.
I'd spent the whole day in my head running strategy meetings with myself—how should I get him to squeeze me dry tonight? What approach would get him to pour it all into me?
But reality never quite goes to plan.
The taste, the feel… I really wanted to savor every bit of it. Now I was left having a post-battle debrief all on my own.
"Well… it's not surprising, really."
For your average guy, once every three days is about the limit—that's what the common wisdom says, anyway. And considering he'd already gone at it yesterday and the day before, we're already well within expectations.
That's why the honeymoon "exclusive time" is said to be three days.
But still… having done it once doesn't mean I'm satisfied. Not even close. Not that I'd say that out loud.
Since I let Hachikuma-nee take the lead yesterday, I couldn't exactly pull a surprise night visit… so I ended up comforting myself solo.
But after you've had the real deal, doing it alone just feels… empty. If anything, it made the cravings worse.
"He'll probably be recharged after waking up, right? That's when I'll make my move."
As I hungrily watched Hisui's peaceful sleeping face, Hachikuma-nee gently urged me to calm down.
"Hmm… yeah, that could work."
I started thinking about how much I could get out of him in the morning… licking my lips mentally at the thought.
"Alright, guess I'll get some sleep until then."
Muttering that to myself, I turned off the lights, crawled into bed, and closed my eyes.
"Nighty night."
"…Hey, would it be okay if I cuddled him while he's asleep?"
Yeah—I couldn't sleep.
"He'd probably forgive you."
Hachikuma-nee replied, half exasperated.
Maybe a little prep work ahead of time would make things smoother?
"…Honestly, it's kind of amazing how I don't feel like he'd get mad about that."
Again, she answered in that same tired tone.
"Yeah, he said as long as you tell him you love him, he'll basically forgive anything."
That price seems too cheap… Is that what people mean by unconditional love?
"But like, if you try to drain him all night, he might finally snap."
"…Yeah, guess that would be too much."
I closed my eyes again, determined to sleep this time.
"What does he even taste like again?"
Nope. Still wide awake.
"Not naming names, but someone said Hisui's is thick and really good."
"…Totally Grandma Yata, wasn't it?"
Of course. That old yokai…
"But Misago, were you always this into pervy stuff?"
Even her tone alone made it clear she was both puzzled and exasperated.
"I don't know… after doing it once and waiting a day, my brain just started spinning with 'What else could we have done?'"
"You sound like a middle school girl who just discovered masturbation…"
Yeah, she was fully done with me.
"I mean, you get it though, right?"
"Yeah, I do."
"But just so you remember—he's probably feeling the side effects from the vaccine today. So even if you go for it, take it easy."
She reminded me again, gently but firmly.
"How many shots were in that full vaccine set again?"
"More than ten."
"…Yeah, I shouldn't push him."
When you hear the number out loud, it really sinks in. We had an interval between each shot, but I still remember a few of them wiping us out hard.
"But there's only one day left!"
Time never feels like enough. And with Hisui's "reserves" limited, we only have a few more rounds, max.
"That's why we're sharing him—three days each, six total. So we've still got four days… well, three now, since today's almost over."
"Oh, right… that's how it works."
That made me feel a bit better.
"So get some sleep already."
She sounded really done with me now.
"Fiiine…"
This time—for real—I forced myself to sleep.
And then, in the morning… he gave it to me, nice and deep. Utter satisfaction.