The Dragon Race Maiden quietly ended her peeping journey.
Morning.
As soon as Shami opened his eyes, he found the flat golden-haired girl lying on her side facing him, staring straight at his face.
"Morning."
"Morning~"
"What's up?"
Seeing the flat golden-haired girl who clearly wanted to talk but was waiting for him to start speaking, Shami gave a good morning smile and asked.
The Elf Maiden smiled proudly, corners of her mouth curving upwards sweetly.
"Shami, you really prefer it flat, huh~"
Shami frowned slightly, remembering he fell asleep holding the flat golden-haired girl's small belly.
"Ah, everyone likes it flat, right? A big belly isn't nice to look at or touch, is it?"
"That's not what I meant!"
The Elf Maiden shook her head, glanced at the still-sleeping white-haired girl, and leaned close to Shami's ear, her pointy ears slightly red.
"I mean..."
Secret conversation.
