Lying next to me, Megumin remains in a deep slumber, her expression tranquil and undisturbed in the gentle glow of dawn. A faint movement indicates she is beginning to awaken. Her hand moves to her face, feeling a foreign substance. Her gaze shifts towards me, still sound asleep. Upon touching her cheek, she discovers it is damp with my release. The realization dawns on her as she brings her finger to her lips, tasting my essence for the first time. Surprisingly, she is not angered by the...