Chapter 90 - The Sword Festival, Part 4 (4)

A heavy fog of drowsiness wrapped around my mind as I drifted back to consciousness. My body felt sluggish, weighed down by a strange warmth cradling the back of my head.

The moment my senses sharpened, I realized something—something soft was underneath me. Not just soft. Warm. Comforting.

I blinked through the haze and looked up.

Two beautiful women.

That's when it hit me. Their thighs—I was resting on both of their laps. A double lap pillow.

A deep, satisfied exhale slipped from my lips. This was pure bliss. The kind of peace that made a man never want to move again.

Their sleeping faces were serene, their slow, even breaths brushing against my skin. They must've been exhausted. I had no idea how I ended up here, but the surroundings were familiar.

After a few seconds, my mind pieced it together.

This was the academy park—a quiet retreat for students to relax during breaks.

They must've carried me all the way here.