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Fukami had fallen asleep on the couch, his face covered by a book that he had been far too engrossed in. At first, he was mildly annoyed at being awakened so suddenly, and blindly tried to push the offender away with a tentacle, mumbling in his half-asleep state.
“Memoca... I’m sleeping...”
However, as he lifted the book from his face, he saw that it was not Memoca, but his impromptu guest. He sat up, a bit more alert.
“Ah... do you need something...?”









