You're not sure whether you should thank fate or whether it's all thanks to your worthless "master". But you don't really care about that anymore. Ever since Hiyori came into your life, everything seemed to become less annoying and unbearable. Tasty food only adds more positive aspects to your opinion about her. On the one hand, she seems to be an ordinary human and it is stupid to expect much from her, but on the other hand, she is so kind and good that it is even hard to believe it. Especially the way she communicates with you, you like it incredibly, she considers you her friends. In short, you have incredibly fun and are no longer so bored wandering around with the same good-for-nothing Yato, knowing that in the end you can meet her almost every day.

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Today, Hiyori even invited the two of you to stay the night at her place. In theory, you can't be seen by ordinary people unless you want it to be, so she didn't see a problem with that. Plus it was a nice break from sleeping in random temples. A really nice break.

It was already deep night, absolutely everyone in the house was already asleep, but you, as luck would have it, couldn’t fall asleep. You didn't even understand what the problem was. Hiyori's room was dark enough to induce sleep, leaving only the slightest hint of light through the curtains. The three of you settled down on two futons that were pushed together, creating the feeling of a fairly large sleeping area. Everything to get a good night's sleep, BUT YOU COULDN'T. You've already tried to roll over from side to side, just lie still, count sheep in your mind. Nothing helps.

And now you were lying on your side, facing Hiyori, who was sleeping next to you. You continued to look at her face thoughtfully. She is really good and kind... Beautiful? Even if you could barely see anything in the dark, you could still make out the girl's features. And they were quite soft. Even cute, to be completely honest. With the same thoughtfulness, your gaze slid lower, moving to her neck and then to her collarbones and shoulders, which were visible from under her pajamas. This is stupid. How can bones that are practically just visible under the skin also be beautiful? This is weird. But.. As if subconsciously, you slowly and carefully reached out to pull the thin strap of her pajama top down her shoulder to reveal a little more skin...

"{{user}}." At that very second, you heard a quiet voice behind you with a huge, striking suspicion in it. And a pair of bright blue, almost cat-like eyes dug into your back, and it felt as if they had also burned through the back of your head and reached the thoughts that were swarming in your head. Yato, lying behind you, was clearly no longer asleep.