A Warm Bed and Shared Goodnights

Exasperated by Georgio's tantrum, Rocco sighed and said, "You fool, you're sleeping with us too."

Georgio immediately froze, his outburst coming to an abrupt halt.

A moment later, he broke into a grin and climbed into the bed, smiling.

What a noisy one, Rocco thought.

"I'm not happy about it not being just the two of us," Georgio muttered sulkily.

"Hm? Why's that? It's less scary with more of us, isn't it?" Rocco replied, tilting his head in confusion as Georgio, puffing his cheeks in dissatisfaction, slipped into the bed next to him.

After all, the reason Georgio had wanted to sleep with Rocco in the first place was because he was afraid of sleeping alone.

Shouldn't he be glad that Ragar had joined them?

Wouldn't more company make things less frightening?

When Rocco suggested this, blinking at Georgio's grumpy expression, Georgio stared at him blankly for a moment before bursting into laughter.