The day of a silkie began early in the morning.
Frau’s eyes opened before sunrise. She sat up on her bed and rubbed sleepily at her eyes. After a few blinks, she looked at her surroundings. Though a tad drab, it was the same familiar room she was used to seeing — Renya’s room. She had asked to have a smaller bed placed beside Renya’s, and that was where she currently slept. At first, the idea had met with fierce resistance from Shion and Rona, who fussed about whether fairies even needed sleep and the appropriateness of sleeping in Renya’s room.
In the end, Frau had shut them up with a smile and a rather meaningful “Hush now.” To be fair, in making her point, she had also employed every single object in the house by infusing them with her mana. The effect was superb, judging from how pale their faces went. Her one regret was that Renya had been caught in the wake. She ruefully recalled the way he looked at her afterwards, eyes wide with alarm.
She hopped down from the bed. By the time her feet touched the ground, she was already wearing her usual maid uniform. It was unpleasant to sleep in, so she wore a solid white nightgown to bed. When it was time to change back, the switch was instantaneous. She was, after all, originally a fairy who specialized in tailoring.
It took some convincing, but she had also managed to talk Renya into putting up a full-length mirror on the wall. She used it to check her own appearance. Once she confirmed that everything looked fine, she softly approached the sleeping Renya.
Regarding Renya, Frau had come to a certain conclusion: once he fell asleep, it was no simple matter to wake him again. This was supported by the results of a variety of tests she had conducted. There was one caveat, though. If one approached him with the intent to cause harm, he noticed immediately. Renya was extremely sensitive to malice, and even the slightest hint of something threatening could cause him to leap off the bed in the middle of the night. As his roommate, Frau had to pay extra attention to this particularity. She had already overstepped in requesting to share his room. It would not do if her own actions disturbed her master’s sleep.
So long as she was mindful of this fact, though, the rest was smooth sailing; Renya was insensitive to almost everything else. Loud noises didn’t wake him. Shaking him didn’t work either. She had heard that when they set up camp outside, he could even sleep through Shion wrapping herself around him.
Frau took that to mean that hugging was a-okay. Therefore, the first thing she did every morning was dive into Renya’s bed. Despite what she thought was a pretty significant jostle, this had never woken him up. She lifted up one side of the blanket, slipped in, and pulled herself up against Renya’s arm. For the next little while, she would simply bask in pure bliss.