Hours later.
It was night when Mika regained his consciousness.
"..."
After he opened his eyes and gazed at the now familiar ceiling, whose whiteness was mixed with the color of the moonlight.
He lifted his upper body up.
"About time you got up."
It was Olivia, who greeted Mika in her usual provoking tone and with her typical smirk.
She was now wearing her white, fluffy and large robe and a golden crown on her head. With crossed arms, she leaned against the door.
[Activating punishment.]
"You could have cut me some slack, you know?" Mika said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"!"
However, he instantly covered his mouth with his hands in surprise.
"Oh~"
Olivia appeared amused by Mika's tone switch. Her smirk widened and her eyes sharpened.