Chapter 38: The Defenseless Angel (1/2)

Faced with this unbelievable situation, Amane turned towards Mahiru with a conflicted look.

She was really sleeping soundly.

It seemed she assumed Amane was someone she could trust, for she slept soundly. Amane was anxious and embarrassed, his sanity on the verge of collapsing, and he had the urge to slam his head into the wall.

He did not want to be conscious of it, but his consciousness was gathered upon her touch.

The delicate body was taut and soft, with the tenderness of a female.

Especially on the parts that were touching, the softness that had some weight to them; they were mercilessly wearing at Amane’s sanity.

—What do I do now?

This unexpected situation struck Amane along with an unprecedented softness, and he was left really confused.

So a girl’s this soft and nice smelling…it was the first time he recognized this fact, and he was a little amazed, but his sanity slammed the brakes to prevent any unsavory thoughts.

The more he felt he should not be thinking about it, the more pronounced the softness in his clutches, and his mind was in complete chaos.

He tried to figure out how to solve this situation, but he felt it was impossible to resolve this perfectly.

For the time being, he came up with three solutions.

1． Force Mahiru to wake up.

2． Drag Mahiru into her home.

3． Have her sleep on his bed, and he sleep on the sofa.

1, the issue was that he did not want to wake up the exhausted, soundly sleeping Mahiru. He was the reason why she was so tired, and he wanted her to sleep well if possible.

2, this might seem the safest option, but it would represent an arduous situation of mean searching Mahiru’s clothes for the key, and entering a woman’s house. Even if it was Mahiru, he knew it was likely she would be repulsed.

3, to have her sleep on his bed. This would be the safest option, and easiest to execute…except he believed he would be a mental wreck thereafter.

They were usually together, but Mahiru at this point was showing an adorable sleeping face anyone would be mesmerized by, and his sanity, along with other things, would collapse if he let her sleep on his bed.

Any boy would be completely tempted by the thought of having a girl sleep on his bed, let alone a really hardworking, pretty girl.

It was no wonder that he would have various thoughts.

However, this would be the safest option, the best compromise and welfare Amane could come up with for the time being.

He made up his mind, and put a hand on Mahiru’s back while she leaned onto him, his other hand under her knees as he slowly lifted her up.