That night, I had a very strange dream.

Dreams themselves are often a combination of undefined ideologies, making them easy to forget upon waking up. However, some dreams contain such strong ideas that they linger in the mind even after waking up.

In other words, they are difficult to shake off.

In the dream, I even felt incredibly ashamed for realizing the saying "thinking during the day, dreaming during the night," regretting that I was a person who was easily... uh, influenced by certain thoughts. Yes, that's it. Influenced by certain thoughts, and I felt regretful about it.

(Note: "Influenced by certain thoughts" refers to the parasitic reproductive behavior that occurs when certain thoughts intrude and inhabit the human brain. The symptoms include convulsions in the hands. Depending on the patient's lifestyle, there are different types of convulsions, such as left hand, right hand, or both hand convulsions. Currently, there is no effective treatment.)

I am hesitant to mention the content of this dream, but it needs to be expressed. So, the content of the dream was as follows...

In the dream, I had just finished running and was sitting on the steps resting. At that moment, Souren Manranyama walked over.

She was wearing a short skirt and black stockings, and she silently came up to me. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Souren Manranyama had a glass of water in her hand. She poured the water onto her feet, causing her jade-like feet wrapped in black stockings to become wet. And then...

Uh, Souren Manranyama rubbed her wet feet, wrapped in black stockings, against my thighs.

If it weren't for being open-minded, I wouldn't be able to say such a scandalous dream out loud.

Of course, I couldn't tolerate such an inappropriate dream. When the dream reached the point I just mentioned, I woke up suddenly.

Luckily, I woke up in time, otherwise, things could have gotten much worse.

If something happened afterwards, it would seriously affect the rating of this story.

So, I don't have any feelings of regret at all.

After waking up, it was strange that the feeling from the dream still lingered. The sensation of the wet and slippery thing, the peculiar touch, seemed as if it hadn't disappeared and was still active.

It felt as if it was actually happening.

I glanced at the end of the bed and noticed a large bulge in the lower half of my body. Although it's normal for a teenage boy to have a morning tent, what I saw wasn't a tent, but a mountain-like bulge!

This isn't right!

I suddenly pulled back the covers and heaved a sigh of relief at what I saw.

It turns out that Koga Mizuo, this little demon, had crawled into my bed again. Seriously, couldn't she arrive during breakfast time instead of coming an hour early and then going back to sleep here with me every time?

Well, I understand that she does it because she is close to me.

But whether to take a child's affection seriously or to gently guide them, it is always a difficult problem to solve.

By the way, the truth behind that dream was that it was all Koga Mizuo's doing.

It seemed like she had dreamt of something delicious and ended up holding onto my thigh, licking and licking it as if it were food, fortunately, she didn't take a bite.

Although I'm relieved that she didn't take a bite, she drooled all over my entire thigh, which looked very unsightly... and this not-so-clear transparent liquid even got on my underwear, which looked very unsightly. What's even worse is that I have to wash my underwear early in the morning. If someone sees it, it's bound to be misunderstood.

Sigh, the troubles of youth.

I have to face what needs to be faced. There's no escape.

Early in the morning, after freshening up, I happily washed my underwear, thinking that everyone was still asleep... or at least that's what I thought.

But as I was happily washing it, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Who could it be so early in the morning?

"Is anyone in there? It's Wei."

Fortunately, I cleverly closed the door, otherwise, how would I calmly handle this situation now?

"Morning, Wei. It's me, Ziongzong."

I, covered in sticky liquid, answered calmly."Ziongzong, you're up so early too. Shall we go to school together later?"

"Yes, sounds good."

After calmly dealing with this unexpected event, I had breakfast with Uesugi Yui, who had prepared it in advance last night, and took the packed lunch to school.