"Nnnh..." A slight moan escaped Fumiko's mouth as he turned over in his sleep, his arm resting gently on the sleeping figure of Kachihi Amagase. Ever since Kachihi had told Fumiko he was "his", Fumiko had been gradually getting closer to him and Kachihi finally consented to let Fumiko sleep with him under the condition he didn't try anything funny, to which Fumiko had grudgingly consented. "I love...Kachihi..." He murmured in his sleep, getting a slight grip on Kachihi. Fumiko's face nuzzled into Kachihi's back and he slept on comfortably. At some point, poor Kachihi would wake up.