Ichiro's Rank.

Next Morning.

From the narrow gaps of the curtains, a bright light slowly infiltrated the dimly lit room.

A somewhat simple-looking room became visible, with a wooden desk in front of the window and a large wardrobe on the other side of the room.

Posters of different games on the walls became visible, and lastly, a bed was somewhat clear.

Below the blanket, two naked figures were hugging each other, with both seemingly deep in sleep.

But soon, a black-haired youth's eyelids trembled, and soon his gray eyes became visible as he slowly woke up.

In front of him was sleepy Azura sleeping quietly, breathing in and out calmly.

Ichiro slowly moved the blanket out of the way and sat up in the bed.

He covered Azura's naked body with the blanket.

He stood up from the bed and went to the wardrobe to put his clothes on.