252 Flintlock: Night Owl

♪It'll be okay, I'll be okay someday, I kept telling myself as the days went by...♪

The urgent ringtone jolted Kamiyagawa from his sleep.

After his date and an impromptu team building the night before and sending the little witch back to Kyojin Shrine, it had gotten quite late.

Today, he'd finally slept in a bit.

Half-awake, Kamiyagawa turned over in bed, first touching something soft and cool.

But that feeling vanished in an instant, leaving only the scent of roses mixed with the aroma of an old church by his pillow.

This aggressive yet not at all unpleasant scent belonged to Mary.

Kamiyagawa, somewhat accustomed to this, didn't pay it much mind as his fingers continued tracing along the bed until they finally found his phone and groggily hit the answer button.

"Hello...?"

"Kid, you still in bed?" The voice on the other end was Uncle Yuuki's.

"Hmm..."

"That firearm you asked me to look for in the storage, I've found one that might suit."