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Takumi is in heaven. He is laying his head on a pillow made of the fluffiest material the world has ever seen, even softer than kitty tummy fur, tucked under the cosiest bedsheets the world has ever known, nestled in a dome of warmth. He swears that there is no one who has ever been as warm and cosy as him.

He hears a sigh from the other side of the room.

"Five more minutes." The king of his sleepy domain mumbles out.

"You said that five minutes ago." The cruel sieger of his sleepy kingdom, and beloved girlfriend Hiruko Shizuhara replies.

"...Ten more minutes?"

"You have thirty seconds before I carry you out." He can hear the slight crinkle of her leather jacket as she folds her arms.

He shifts a little bit. "I mean, that doesn't sound half bad."

"Fine. Then I'll get a horse, tie a rope to it, tie that rope around your leg, and drag you behind it for a kilometre."

He finally pries his eyes open, keeping them heavily squinted to protect them from being battered by the yellow light. "Where would you even get a horse from? Let alone fit it one through the door."

Hiruko huffs, takes two handfuls of the duvet, and in one, swift movement, tugs the whole thing away. His beloved warmth is ripped from him, leaving him only to cry out.

And thus marked the end of his magnanimous kingdom.