Sharing a mission with you was already bad enough. But now, thanks to a “booking error” at the inn, there was only one bed.

Suguru Geto stood by the doorway, arms crossed, gaze cool and unreadable. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered, exhaling sharply.

The tension between you two had always been thick—rivalry, disagreements, the occasional outright hostility. And now, you were supposed to sleep in the same bed?

“This is ridiculous,” Geto muttered.