A notification pinged on Ren's phone just as he was trying—very gently—to lift his head from Yuki's chest and breathe.
But her arms were wrapped around him like a clingy octopus in heat.
– "Renooo… Don't. You. Dare… move. Or even breathe."
He whispered, choking:
– "I… I'm going to die…"
– "Then die in my arms. A delicious death, huh?!"
He laughed, then kissed her neck and muttered:
– "Alright… I'll count that as your final wish."
The phone buzzed again.
Yuki suddenly bolted upright like she'd been slapped, her eyes blazing with suspicion:
– "Who dares message you during our sacred cuddle time?!"
– "It's my boss, you overly dramatic marshmallow."
– "Liar! No boss sends a red heart emoji! I swear I saw it flash!"
– "That was a battery alert…"
– "A lusty battery alert?!"
She darted over, grabbed the phone, and began scrolling through it at supersonic speed:
– "Look! A girl commented on your pic: 'Very hot 🔥'... WHO IS SHE, HUH?!"
He approached and pulled her in by the waist as she flailed her tiny fists against him:
– "Stop laughing! I'm super jealous, you sexy bastard!!"
– "I know… and I love your jealousy."
Suddenly, he lifted her like a cute little bag of chaos and tossed her onto the couch like a marshmallow treat.
She screamed:
– "Haaah?! You're in a dangerous position now! This calls for a mandatory hug and a shoulder bite!"
– "I accept my fate!"
Suddenly, the round little creature Bofo leapt onto his face, letting out a dramatic squeal:
"BOOOOOFOOOOOO!!"
Ren collapsed, shouting:
– "Even the puffball turned against me?!"
Yuki scooped up Bofo and made him dance in her hands:
– "Bofo gets jealous too, but don't worry… you're my favorite. After chocolate… then Bofo… then you again!"
Ren gave up resisting, sighed, and crawled toward her on the couch, whispering:
– "When you rank me below a fluffy creature, I have no choice but to show you who's really number one."
She whispered, barely hiding her wicked smile:
– "Then… do it, my king."
...
And then…
Something happened that words can't quite describe.
All we can say is:
Don't read this chapter unless your bed is nearby… or your tears of laughter are ready to flow.