Being stroked on the head by one's wife is an incredibly enjoyable thing.
Especially when your wife is a gentle and lovely young girl.
Uesugi Sakura lay on the girl's lap, drifting slowly into sleep while enjoying the overwhelming comfort and happiness. He didn't know how long he had slept, but when he awoke from the dreamy reverie, he found himself still lying on the girl's lap pillow, her hand still supporting his head.
"Sakura, have you woken up?" Hanamaru Hanabi peered at him and smiled as she spoke.
"What time is it now?" Uesugi Sakura glanced around, noticing the sky outside the window was dark, and raindrops were trickling down the glass, leaving transparent, winding traces.
"It's 2 o'clock," said Hanamaru Hanabi, "It's not too late."
"2 o'clock?" Uesugi Sakura left her lap pillow and sat up.
"Aren't you going to sleep, Sakura?"
From 10 PM, sleeping on the lap pillow, until now, 2 AM.
That makes four hours.
Four hours...
