“Fuuuh…” After reaching her own room, she closed the door and let out a small sigh. Yuki then turned her head forward and called out to Ayano, who was standing behind her. “…Ayano.” “Yes, Yuki-sama?” “Please be a bolster pillow for a while.” “Understood.” Ayano nodded familiarly at the instructions that would probably not be believed by strangers if they heard them and said, “Excuse me,” as she lay down on the bed. Yuki then quietly leaned over, hugged Ayano from the front, and buried her face in Ayano’s chest. In such a position, Yuki rubbed her head left and right while embracing Ayano. During that time, Ayano just stood still as instructed. She neither hugged Yuki’s body back nor stroked her head. Doing so would hurt Yuki’s pride as her Master. Because she knew that, Ayano kept quiet and allowed herself to be hugged. A few minutes later, Yuki lifted her face up with great vigor, knelt on the bed, and exhaled. “Yosh, I’ve recovered!”