"Ugh… My head really hurts."
Seira groaned softly as she rubbed her throbbing temples.
Her eyelids slowly opened, and the sight of her bedroom ceiling greeted her.
"My bedroom? Wasn't I just talking to Frey?"
Suddenly, the memories came flooding back like a tidal wave.
Seira's weary face instantly turned bright red.
"I-I was hugging him!?"
It felt as if white smoke were coming out of her head.
The memory was somewhat hazy, but she could still remember everything clearly.
"What did I do!?"
She hurriedly grabbed her pillow and covered her face with it.
Fortunately, no one was there at the time. Otherwise, she couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would have been.
The image she had worked so hard to build would have been shattered into pieces.
After calming down, she pulled the pillow away from her face and shook her head in frustration.
"I have to be more careful next time."
