The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Mmm..."

Consciousness seemed loose and floating above the water.

I'm not dreaming. About half of them are conscious, so to speak, in a state of wandering.

"Ngu..."

I like this time a lot.

Fluffy consciousness seems to be rolling over the clouds and feels good, and more importantly, blurry awareness of the feeling of sleep.

I think it's a very luxurious use of time to bury yourself in bed, thinking a little bit more.

"Eh heh... thirty hours to go..."

"I think that's a little too much sleep,"

I opened my thin eyes because I had a voice other than myself, and I saw a face.

The green skinned Arlaune woman was Aoyagi, whom she had known since her previous life.

Although we have changed our appearance with each other, the atmosphere and the look we create still belong to Aoyagi, whom I am familiar with.

With a slightly frightened face like one day, she peeks into my face.

"... When you look at it like this, you're a silver man after all. He looks really nice."

"That's right. I think he's sleeping looking like an idiot who doesn't seem to think anything of himself."

"No, I didn't say that much..."

"Hmm... is that right..."

While I realized that I had not had a decent conversation because of drowsiness, I did not stop getting out of the way. 'Cause it feels good.

The boundary between sleep and awakening is vague, terribly comfortable, and hard to let go of.

Grabbing the sheet tightly makes me wonder and at ease. I wander all the way in this, and I want to sleep to drown.

"Ha-ha-ha... Bed-chan..."

"Gin...... Mr. Alger. You're here as a visitor, but it hurts to be left so cluttered, doesn't it?

"Hmm... Aoyagi, I'll sleep with you...?

"Yeah!?

It was a casual word, but Aoyagi reacted more than expected.

"Oh, well, that's, uh... yes, is that good!? Me, first time. Huh!?

…… Oh, is it sleeping with someone? It's okay, I'm not a bad sleeper... "

Though I consider myself a bad habit of taking it off when it's hot, I'm proud to be quiet otherwise.

We're women to each other now, so it's nothing strange to sleep in a futon together. I mean, I want you to sleep with me because I have trouble dealing with visitors.

It was a light intent, but Aoyagi looked like me. Maybe I said something I didn't like.

"Hmm... I don't mind if you don't like it..."

"Yes, that's not true I don't like it! Totally!!"

"Ha... well, go ahead..."

While I managed to enjoy my consciousness sinking into my dreams, I turned the bed sheet and gave her a call.

Slightly afterwards, Momozo and Aoyagi enter the bed. I smelled the calming temperature and the sweet flowers.

"Mmm... I want to crush it..."

"Oh, uh, it's okay, is it...?

"It's okay - it feels good..."

I weighed myself in because even my sleeping head could tell that I would accidentally want to hug you, but that just startled me.

"Hmm... I knew the bed was warm and pleasant... hehe, it's great..."

"Right. It's warm, it's hot."

Aoyagi, reincarnated as Arlaune, is very vulnerable to the heat.

Perhaps not for her, even in a soothing sleep for me.

"Hmm... let's make some more gaps...?

"Yes, no! I'm fine! I'd rather stay like this!

Though I tried to be careful with my sleeping head, I got a response to the effect that I didn't need it.

In the meantime, he/she will be careful that he/she climbed up and fell in the bath, and if he/she is going to say he/she is fine, he/she will be fine.

"Ha..."

More importantly, my consciousness is the limit.

Fluffy bed plush and comfortable with Mr. Aoyagi's limp. If it's hot, you can stay close to Aoyagi, and if it gets cold, you can dive into bed.

"Ha-ha-ha... Good night..."

If you keep your mind on the drowsiness that keeps smoking, your consciousness sinks back into your dreams.

It didn't take long before I dreamed again.