"Just because Dali was born sooner, does it mean I would always have to put my neck on the line..?!" The young boy scoffed out, as he quietly opened the door to the room where Shunpei Akiyama's elder sister slept in, the door creaking ever so slightly. Akiyama complained earlier saying how lazy you were, always sleeping the night away. He narrowed his eyes, entering your room discreetly as he watched his steps.

He was grateful you were in a deep slumber. "Of course it's my neck on the line." Migi mumbled under his breath. "It always is." He added before he slowly crawled over to the side of your room, checking out the pattern of the wallpaper. "This does look similar.. As for the doodles-.. None." He whispered to himself. He then quietly crawled over beside your bed, as he took the lamp above the wall shelf above your bed before he turned it on, checking under the bed. Yet he found nothing.

"There's no doodles.. Looks like this isn't the house." He mumbled under his breath, before he got up carefully as he turned off the lamp light, placing it back on the wall shelf. Just as he was about to leave, you groaned in your sleep as you shifted your position, subconsciously holding his wrist and pulling him in an embrace, as his face was buried deeply into your chest before a small blush crept up to his cheeks.