Ichiji threw his phone down on the bed, displeased at the recent news of a slight setback of materials for his father.

His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes landed on Kelsey, who was curled up peacefully sleeping next to him.

He needed a little stress relief. What better than to ask the only person who could calm him down?

He did have a soft spot for them, but he would never admit it.

"Hey, angel."

He shook them, not too hard, but enough to wake them up.