Chapter 65 65: Good Morning Kiss

Morning.

Sunlight leaked through the gaps in the curtains, scattering dappled ribbons of light across the floorboards.

The air still held the lingering warmth of the previous night, threaded through with a faint, sweet fragrance — something like heather blossoms.

Natsuki Subaru jolted awake from a dream. A strange dream, he thought — the kind that left you blinking at the ceiling, not quite sure what to make of it.

In the dream, Ram had come to his room. She had declared she would become his personal maid, that she would acknowledge him as her master.

And then somehow, the two of them had ended up in bed together, and after that…

Yeah. What a fantasy.

The drowsiness clinging to his mind evaporated in an instant.

Ha. Like that sharp-tongued, hyper-guarded Ram would ever do something like that with him.

Then he opened his eyes.

Once he sat up, his gaze swept instinctively around the room — and what he found gave him pause.

Most obviously: the bed curtains on both sides bore clear signs of having been grabbed and crumpled, as though the night before had seen quite the skirmish.

His eyes drifted lower.

The space beside him — a body's width of mattress — was still faintly warm to the touch, with a shallow depression in the sheets, as if someone had only just risen from there.

He reached out reflexively to feel it — and then froze.

A small, square section of the bedsheet had been neatly cut away.

The accumulated strangeness of everything around him clicked into place. Something had definitely happened last night.

Could it be — that dream was real? That he and Ram had actually…?

"Ram?"

Subaru called out softly. His voice drifted through the empty room and came back unanswered.

He pressed a hand over his forehead and tried to close his eyes, to sort through his thoughts.

But waking up alone like this left him with a strange, inexplicable sinking feeling — a low-grade restlessness he couldn't quite shake.

Click.

At that moment, the door across from the bed swung open with practiced ease.

Subaru looked up — and there was Ram, dressed in her sleepwear, expression perfectly composed, carrying a tea tray into the room.

He couldn't help but look at her a beat longer than usual.

Because she looked noticeably different from how she always had before.

Her hair, which she had always styled to cover one eye — originally to minimize how different she looked from Rem — was now changed.

She had trimmed her overgrown bangs short, a deliberate choice to distinguish herself from Rem.

Whatever had happened last night seemed to have done something to her, because Ram looked like she had matured overnight — and her hair, too, appeared a touch longer than it had been.

That had been something of a headache for her, so she had simply gathered the extra length to the left side of her chest and tied it off with a hair tie.

She had briefly considered braiding the front part into a plait.

But there hadn't been time — she'd been in a hurry to come take care of Subaru this morning, so she'd abandoned the idea altogether.

"You're up, Barusu. How did you sleep?"

Ram wore a small smile at the corner of her lips, her gaze warm and gentle as it landed on the still slightly dazed Natsuki Subaru.

From Subaru's perspective, though:

Every little expression, every small movement Ram made now carried the easy, unhurried grace of a woman who had settled into herself — a quiet, distinctive charm all its own.

"Ah… f-fine, I think. Except I keep feeling like I had some kind of strange dream?"

Subaru scratched the back of his head and snuck a glance at Ram, the confusion in his chest only deepening.

Last night's dream — had it been real or not?

Sure, the bed was a mess, and Ram had, against all odds, changed her hairstyle.

Thinking along those lines, Subaru suddenly noticed the black collar around Ram's neck.

That thing — wasn't that —!

He sat up straight immediately, eyes locked in astonishment on the accessory that, in certain contexts, carried the unmistakable symbolism of a servant's bond.

Ram seemed to notice where his gaze had landed. A faint blush crept across her face.

But then — perhaps tired of being stared at — she shot a flat, withering glare directly at Subaru.

The message was clear: stop looking.

Subaru was completely at a loss.

Going by the name she called him and the way she acted toward him, she didn't seem any different from usual.

And he could hardly just ask her outright: "Hey, did we sleep together last night?"

So he sat there, heart quietly in knots.

"A strange dream… was it?"

Ram, still in her sleepwear, drifted slowly toward the bedside table.

She set the tea tray down.

Then she placed both hands on the edge of the bed and bent forward with practiced ease.

The same Ram who had just been glaring at him now leaned in, letting her loose sleep robe fall open slightly from the center, little by little…

"Was the me in your dream… anything like this… Master?"

Gone was the soft gentleness of a moment ago. Ram's eyes had turned liquid and alluring as she gazed down at Natsuki Subaru, whose mouth had fallen open in speechless shock.

"It… seems like it."

Subaru's head swam at the sight before him, his mind reeling with disbelief.

So — it had actually happened last night?

He had actually gone and done something that outrageous with Rem's… older sister.

With Ram.

Subaru's thoughts dissolved into pure chaos as his brain spun frantically, trying to work out how on earth he was going to manage things between three women going forward.

He was already, by any measure, a man of questionable moral standing — but he genuinely, deeply loved each and every one of these girls.

He had done something like this with Ram. That meant he had to take responsibility. Properly.

"You went quiet again! If Master said 'seems like it,' that means you're not quite sure — you're still treating last night like it was just a dream!"

Ram puffed up in indignation as she spoke, and in the same motion, climbed up onto Subaru's bed.

Without hesitation, she pushed the sitting Subaru flat onto his back and swung herself astride his waist.

"I'm sorry — Ram took it upon herself this morning to go brew Master some tea, which meant Master woke up to an empty room instead of seeing Ram first thing."

Being this close to Subaru, Ram had begun to tremble — though she couldn't quite say why.

The alluring air she had carried moments ago had melted away entirely, replaced by the same soft, yielding warmth she had shown the night before.

Watching her like this, Subaru could only manage a helpless, bittersweet smile.

What a maddening little creature. He had no idea how she managed to cycle through so many different sides of herself — the contrast was almost too much to handle.

On the surface: the ice-cold, razor-tongued elder sister, peerless in her disdain. In private: his alone — a small, sweet personal maid who let him do as he pleased.

"Ram, are you cold? You've been trembling this whole time."

Subaru suddenly noticed something was off. Concerned, he reached out and steadied her by the waist, thinking he might pull the blanket around her.

"Ha… ah~"

Caught completely off guard by his touch, Ram let out an involuntary sound — barely more than a breath.

Her face had gone a deep, flushed red. The trembling through her entire body only intensified.

Even the air she exhaled felt hot.

Sweat traced a path down along her delicate collarbone, leaving her utterly flushed and breathless.

"To take responsibility, Ram needs to give Master a proper good-morning kiss."

Breathing hard, Ram braced herself against Subaru's chest, and the look in her eyes as she gazed at him softened — slowly, unmistakably, into something heart-shaped.

Then, without waiting for Subaru to respond, she dipped her head and pressed her lips to his in a deep, unhesitating kiss.

Mmph… chu.

Ram's movements were still a little unsteady — last night hadn't really covered much of this particular territory.

But as time passed, she gradually found her rhythm.

Ram was brimming with confidence. Ram was going on the offensive! Ram had this in the bag!

"Mm!!"

Ram collapsed onto the bed, completely spent.

Right. Natsuki Subaru's victory remarks:

"Ram, you really are all bark and no bite."

He let out a sigh, and then slowly, from top to bottom, began to stroke her head.

Something nagged at him — he had the oddest feeling that Ram's hair had grown just a tiny bit longer again.

Speaking of which — Ram with long hair, huh.

Subaru tried to picture it: those pink locks of hers, loose and unbound, spilling freely around her.

A quiet laugh escaped him before he could stop it.

"Somehow… this feels strangely nostalgic."

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