Unlimited Apostle and The Twelve War Maidens

The night is quiet and the moon is high. There was no sound at all at this time.

You locked the door of your room and turned off the light. Turned around and fell directly onto the warm bed.

"Ah~~~~ It's most comfortable to lie still~~"

After all, cleaning the afternoon's hygiene is still relatively hard for the human body.

"Just sleep like this..."

You closed your eyes, ready to go to sleep at any time.

But at this moment, Yu suddenly felt that she was rubbed by something smooth.

"!!!!!!???"

This feeling between the skin caused by the touch makes Yuyou wake up.

"Aisha shouldn't sleep in my bed yet? Is she still thinking about this morning? So come to my room specially at night..."

As soon as you thought of this, you immediately became excited, and the black lights were blind and you could not turn on the lights to confirm. Yu immediately rolled over and embraced Aisha lying beside her with her arms.

For a time, Aisha's petite and soft body was blocked by You. Although invisible, the girl's unique scent immediately plunged into Yu's nose. Along with the smell of aroma, Yu slowly brought her face close to Aisha's supple long hair. The hair touches the tip of the nose, just like the spring breeze blowing, making people miss the round trip. You put the tip of your nose against your long hair and took a light breath, and instantly the tired body was immediately satisfied.

Judging from Aisha's reaction, Yu is quite sure that Aisha is awake. Since she did this, Aisha didn't respond. . . . .

"Well? When was Aisha so petite?"

Just when You thought about what to do, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Master~ What are you waiting for? 』

Suddenly, Silver's voice reached Yu's ear.

"I go!!"

Yu jumped out of bed quickly, and ran to light the magic lamp in the room.

As the room lights turned on, Yu saw Silve with long hair shawl, lying on his bed. And her original stern eyes at this time even showed a hint of charm.

"Silver! You listen to my explanation! I thought it was Aisha! So I didn't mean it! Really it wasn't intentional!"

Although Silver is his own sword, no matter how he looks at this time, he looks like a girl.

Last night, I was wrong, but now you have figured it out, forcing young girls to do things they don't like is not your rule.

"Master, don’t worry about it. Hilf is the master’s sword, so no matter how you use Hilf, Hilf will not have any complaints. 』

I am afraid that if Yu nods, Silf will give him a hug without hesitation.

But Yu didn't think so. He knew that Silf was only to make himself the master happy, so he forced him to do such a thing against his will.

"Silver! Stop it! I was really wrong last night! I was already introspecting. If you go on like this, I will feel that I am not as good as a scum."

『. . . . . . . . 』

Silver looked at Yu and said nothing. Maybe it's lonely, maybe it's sad, maybe it's regret for what I did yesterday. But these did not show at all on her already cold face.

"If you understand it, change it back to the sword. I don't know what you need to do like this."

You looked at it awkwardly, and Shirfu, whose skin was as fair and transparent as jade.

"Since the owner does not use Hilf, go to bed quickly. 』

Silver didn't pay attention to Yu's request, just dropped the sentence coldly and slept down on Yu's bed.

"Ah...Sylph, can you change back to the sword and return to the table?"

You tentatively asked.

『. . . . . . 』

But Silver did not answer Yu's words, but continued to lie there.

"That one...."

You haven’t spoken this time, you see Silf sitting up, and Zheng Zheng said eloquently:

"My sword as the master, I must always protect the safety of the master. While human beings have the weakest defense during sleep, it is also my job to sleep next to the owner. 』

When he finished, Silf lay down again, then rolled over the quilt and continued to sleep.

"amount......"

I didn’t follow it from morning till now. Why did I say that now? ? But looking at the situation in front of me, I am afraid that no matter where he sleeps, Silver is always hardened to stick to himself. . . . .