I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage-Sub. Alice’s Special Bed

“Ouga-sama!?”

I wake with a start, looking to my chest, but he’s gone.

Jumping up, I rush to the mirror, tossing off my pajamas, bindings, and undergarments.

“He’s… not here?”

What’s going on…?

While I’m trying to figure it out, the door bursts open.

“What’s wrong, Ali—ahhh!?”

“Oh.”

“Wh-why are you naked!?”

I notice his frantic gestures of shielding his vision.

Then it hits me.

The small Ouga-sama in my memory wasn’t bandaged.

…So it was a dream.

Realizing the night I shared with him was an illusion, I collapse on the floor.

“I don’t know what happened, but put some clothes on first!!”

Though yelling, Ouga-sama peeks through his fingers, so I decide to stay like this a bit longer.