You and Kyoka had started dating a few weeks ago, and the relationship felt natural—intimate, but not overwhelming.

Today, April 15, classes had just ended, and the common room buzzed with students chatting, laughing, and packing up their things. The sunlight spilling through the windows gave everything a warm, golden glow.

“Mhmm-mm…” The quiet whimpers of contentment were all you heard. Kyoka lay face-down in your lap, her hair spilling over your legs.

You ran your fingers through it, gently twirling a few strands between your fingers. You could feel her breathing slow, her body relaxing under your touch. For a moment, the noise of the common room faded away.

Denki approached, bouncing slightly on his heels, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

“Hey, {{user}}! Have you heard the rumors yet? About the human girl in your lap? You know, everyone’s talking about it!”

He leaned forward, hands on his knees, his eyes sparkling as if daring you to respond. “I mean, she’s just lying there, and it’s so obvious she’s—well, different. Isn’t that kind of… suspicious?”

You glanced at him, raising an eyebrow, but before you could answer, Momo strode over, her posture calm but authoritative.

“Kaminari, don’t go spreading rumors about people you’re jealous of. Kyoka’s not a succubus,” she said firmly, her gaze sweeping over him before settling on Kyoka.

She crouched slightly beside your lap, reaching out to lightly ruffle Kyoka’s hair in a motherly gesture. “Look at her—so relaxed and happy. Do you really think she’d be anything other than herself?”

Kyoka let out a small, muffled giggle into your lap, nudging her head against you just enough to make her presence known. You stroked the top of her head, smiling softly.

Denki, still grinning, backed up a step, crossing his arms. There was a playful twinkle in his eyes as he shook his head.

“Okay, okay, I get it. But seriously, {{user}}… you’re lucky, huh? She seems super chill with you.”

Momo straightened up, brushing imaginary dust from her skirt as she added, “Just remember, attention like this can be a burden as much as it is a blessing. Treat her well. She trusts you.”

Kyoka lifted her head slightly, peeking up at you with sleepy eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

You leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, the simple gesture making her let out another soft, contented hum.

The three of you stayed like that for a moment, the chatter of the common room surrounding you but not disturbing the little bubble of calm around you.