The smell of cheese wafted up from the freshly baked pizza.
Sitting on the table, it was a simple frozen pizza that had been on hand, but it looked like a feast to the hungry. Frozen pizza formed the bulk of Mimori’s diet, so there was always a large number of them available in the guesthouse.
Sayaka grumbled as she pinched a slice of pizza and brought it to her lips.
“If only you really had died…!”
The target of her sharp, icy gaze was Kojou, who was in the process of spreading some olive oil onto some pizza.
And glaring at Kojou from the side was a sullen Yukina.
“Yes, this time was a little…much,” she admitted.
Kojou felt distinctly uncomfortable at having the two Attack Mage girls glare at him. “…Wha—?”
He was certainly sorry for having made them worry. But he thought the girls were behaving rather coldly to someone who’d fainted some ten minutes before. Noticing the defiant look Kojou was giving off, Sayaka’s graceful eyebrows heavily furled.
“What’s the big idea, getting dizzy and fainting from an empty stomach?! If you’re about to collapse, tell someone before you do it! What kind of glutton are you?!”
“I couldn’t help it!” Kojou replied. “How the hell was I supposed to know Yuuma hadn’t eaten one thing when she was usin’ my body?!”
Apparently, Yuuma hadn’t had a single thing to eat during the half a day that she and Kojou had swapped bodies. Furthermore, during that time, Yuuma had executed a number of large-scale spells and had engaged in spectacular combat with Yukina; small wonder Kojou’s body was famished.
So, even after returning to his own physical body, Kojou hadn’t realized that he was starving, eventually collapsing from hunger. It was a little hard for him to accept the blame for that.
Nonetheless, it was true that the wound in his chest had caused a great deal of misunderstanding.
“But it’s my bad for makin’ you worry. Sorry about that.”
Seeing Kojou meekly lower his head, Sayaka finally softened her expression. “Ah, yeah…you really did…” After that, she immediately gasped as her face reddened. “No, I mean, I did not worry about you one tiny bit whatsoever, Kojou Akatsuki…!”
“That so. That’s good, then…”
This time, Kojou’s easy acceptance of Sayaka’s words made her puff out her cheeks, apparently displeased. As usual, Kojou couldn’t really figure out why she reacted like this…but he thought, It’s kinda funny how she changes faces so much.
Yukina let out a small sigh as she watched the interaction between Kojou and Sayaka. “However, it is good that the situation was no worse than this.”
Kojou agreed from the bottom of his heart. “Yeah, definitely.”
With Yuuma gravely wounded and Natsuki’s whereabouts unknown, Kojou being down for the count would’ve really sent them up a creek.
For whatever reason, Kojou’s chest wound ached heavily whenever he used his vampiric abilities and was draining his strength. But if he wasn’t pushing it, the pain and bleeding were on a level he could cope with.
Kojou gave Yukina’s clothes a long, hard look as he spoke.
“Anyway, Himeragi, what’s with the nurse outfit?”
She was currently wearing a nurse-style, one-piece dress complete with miniskirt. She was even wearing the kind of nurse’s cap you didn’t see often nowadays. She also had knee-high socks over her feet.