It was good, in Kusuriyuri's mind, that Kuronue decided to linger, to nap with him. Before, he was sure, Kuronue would have left as soon as his body cooperated with him, but the willingness to linger seemed to lend the weight of proof to his words that he had desired what had happened, that it was not just something he had been conditioned to. He let himself drift off with a sigh, still holding Kuronue lightly around his waist.

When he woke, Boukensha was half on his head, licking his paw A wry expression crossed his lips. He could feel Belophebe behind his knees as well, though he was sure she was just sleeping.