92 Vol 2. pt. 29 Patch 5.0: Downtime, Plots, and Upgrades (1/2)

A few hours later, Ryouta finds himself with a blonde wrapping herself around him from the side as if she's a koala and he's her branch, and another girl upside down on him with her head hanging down between his thighs and her feet occasionally kicking his head.

Ryouta is starting to realize that there are flaws to being in a polyamorous relationship. Not only does he have to share his bed, but he has to share it with two girls at once.

His bed is large enough for one person to comfortably lie on it. Now? Now there are three people clinging to and resting on top of each other in order to fit.

He is also concerned about how Serra has developed such crazy sleeping positions.

While Cassandra may just be clinging to him rather than kicking him in the face and keeping his legs uncomfortably spread, she's also snoring.

Between being kicked in the face, having his thighs uncomfortable spread, and having both his legs and arm falling asleep while listening to Cassandra's snoring, Ryouta doubts that he is going to get any sleep this night.

He wonders if this was part of Serra's plan. He discovered while talking to the girls pre-sleep that Cassandra told Serra about how she can't handle scary movies. So, Serra chose a horror movie despite knowing that Cassandra wouldn't be able to handle it, and with Cassandra forcing herself on Ryouta to sleep over, he couldn't leave Serra out of this.

Serra's toes push up against Ryouta's nose.

As uncomfortable and odd as this is, he realizes that she's got some pretty cute feet. ”Wait, no, I'm not into feet. That's just weird. Tentacles are fine, but feet? Nope,” Ryouta thinks to himself. However, they are cute looking. They are just as petite and cute as the rest of her.

He shakes his head to get those thoughts out of his head. Then, as if to punish him for shaking her foot on his face, Serra's foot smacks him a few times on the cheek.

He'd ask if she's actually even asleep, but it's not like she would be able to hear him in the first place.

Unfortunately, he cannot even enjoy Cassandra squeezing his arm between her breasts since it's fallen asleep, and every time he gets an erection that pokes up against the back of Serra's head, her feet end up slapping him in the face some more.

Now that he thinks about it, Serra definitely has to be asleep. She would probably be teasing him and his occasional erection rather than kicking him in the face if she was awake.

Ryouta looks up at the fan.

This is going to be a long night.

Sunlight is seeping into the room when he's finally able to fall asleep from sheer exhaustion.

He wakes up when he feels two soft things smooshing his cheeks together. They're Serra's feet, and when he looks at her, she's leaning up on her elbows to look at him with a smile. ”Mohwin,” Serra says, her pronunciation sloppier than in-game and with odd fluctuations.

”Morning,” Ryouta replies, making sure to speak slowly so that she can properly read his lips.

He notices that something wet is on his arm.

Looking at his arm, he sees Cassandra with her mouth hanging open and drool all over his arm where her mouth is near.

As much as he wants to tease her about this later, he would rather hold onto his rebirth counters in-game.

”Fheel bettar?” Serra asks.

”What?” Ryouta finds himself tilting his head just as Fenrir would.

Serra starts signing. We knew you felt bad yesterday. We wanted to come over and make you feel better and take your mind off what happened. Are you feeling better now?

Ah. So rather than this being about teasing Cassandra and getting to sleep with him in his bed, torturing him with her feet all night, they're here to make him feel better. With flushed cheeks, Ryouta rests his head back down onto his pillow and sighs.

They're far too good for him. He really has to do more to keep up with all that they've been doing for him.

He looks back up at Serra and signs to her. Thank you. I feel much better. I love you, Ryouta signs to her.

Serra switches positions so that she's lying down on his chest now, her face right above his own so that she can place a kiss on the tip of his nose, then his cheek, jawline, and finally his lips. She only leans back up to sign to him that he smells like feet.

”I wonder why,” Ryouta says before poking her forehead.

”Huuh?” Cassandra groans. ”Whuh?”

”Morning, Cass Cass.”

”Mornin'… why's it so wet?” she asks, wiping some drool off of her mouth.

Ryouta stays silent.

Finally, she lets go of his arm which allows it to wake up after an entire night of discomfort.

Ryouta looks over at the window and sees that the sun is barely any higher than he remembers it being right before he fell asleep. While these two girls got a full night's worth of sleep, he's gotten less than an hour of it.

”Sleep well?” he asks them.