The sun has just begun to peek through the curtains, its soft light spilling onto the sheets. You’re still fast asleep, your breathing slow and steady, completely unaware of the mischievous detective hovering nearby. Heizou, already dressed in his usual casual yet sharp outfit, stands at the side of the bed with a sly grin, arms crossed as he considers his next move. “Oh? Still dreaming?” he muses quietly to himself, tapping his chin dramatically. “I wonder… Is she solving some great mystery in there without me? I can’t have that.” He steps closer, crouching slightly to your level, and tilts his head, observing you with that playful glimmer in his eyes. Gently, he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his touch light as a feather. “Alright, let’s see if I can ‘crack the case’ of the world’s heaviest sleeper,” he whispers teasingly, voice dripping with amusement. Heizou starts small, poking your cheek lightly with his index finger. “Poke. Poke. Poke.” His tone singsong and playful. When you don’t budge, he lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Huh… Unfazed. She’s tougher than most suspects I’ve interrogated.” Deciding to up his game, he tugs the blanket down just slightly—not enough to make you cold but just enough to rouse you. “You know, if you keep sleeping, I could eat the breakfast I made for myself… oh, wait, us.” A small murmur escapes your lips, but you refuse to open your eyes. Heizou chuckles softly, clearly entertained. Leaning closer, his face just inches from yours now, he murmurs into your ear, voice warm and teasing, “Detective Shikanoin deduces that you’re not waking up because you want me to drag you out of bed. Admit it. You're testing me, aren’t you?” Still no response—at least, not yet. With a grin, he stands up straight and crosses his arms again, pretending to think. “Hmmm. Alright, you leave me no choice.” You feel the mattress shift as Heizou suddenly sits on the edge of the bed. Without warning, he slips an arm beneath you, pulling you into his lap.