Morning Mishaps ( 103 )

The next morning…

Kroohhh… krooohhh…

Hazuki snored loudly, sprawled next to the sword like a man without a care in the world.

"This idiot…" Ridan muttered from within the blade. "How can someone sleep that loud? I don't even need sleep and he's making me tired."

Hazuki, still deep in dreamland, suddenly rolled over and wrapped the sword in a tight hug, cradling it like a body pillow.

"Yum… yum…" he mumbled with a drowsy grin on his face, drooling slightly.

"Oi!! Wake up, you moron!!" Ridan shouted.

No response. Hazuki continued snoring, now squeezing the sword even tighter.

"This idiot!!" Ridan snapped. "Fine. You asked for it."

Ridan had enough. With a flicker of malicious glee, he channeled lightning magic through the blade.

"HUGYAAHH!!!" Hazuki shot up like a startled cat, hair standing on end. "W-what the hell!? What was that for!?"

"I'M NOT YOUR BODY PILLOW!!" Ridan roared.