Your Man Here is Amazing

"...!"

Himari woke up with a start. She opened her eyes wide, staring at the slightly familiar ceiling above her head. The lingering sleepiness dispersed in an instant.

Wasn't she just watching the scenery just now? Why did the sky has darkened already?

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass walls, only the last rays of golden lights with purplish hue shimmered over the horizon.

Himari slowly got up from the long couch.

Something fell from her shoulders, pooling around her waist. She realized that it was actually a throw blanket. 

A faint shadow of someone loomed over her from behind before the sound of a hearty chuckle echoed, startling Himari. 

Kazuya stood tall with one hand over his hip while the other lightly covered his laughing lips, "Why? Are you wondering how many hours you've slept?"

Himari screeched internally yet her voice sounded so timid when she asked, "...how many hours?"