"It is time for breakfast. Your scramble is waiting for you." Speaking in a tone as if everything is right in the world or more specifically in this actual moment. Fuyuki was calm as a daisy. It seemed the current situation never bothered her at all and from her actions, one would assume nothing extremely... awkward happened. Her acacia-colored eyes sparkled in its sweet innocence and a sprinkle of concern. Her lips frowned a bit.
"But, B-kun... Are you all right?" A dainty hand so refined and small reached out to Bishop as its fingertip delicately touched the center of his forehead. "You hurt your head there." Fuyuki's eyes gazed at him sadly. "That was my fault. I am sorry, B-kun." She paused a bit before continuing on. "I was sent here to wake you up and I wanted to as well. I want to be the first to greet you morning!"
Fuyuki slowly removed her fingertip on Bishop's forehead as it playfully yet gently moved to his nose and tapped it. "But, I caused you a problem it seems." Her finger moved once again as it stopped before his lips, never touching yet it was quite close. "Please forgive me. As for compensation, you can ask me for a wish and I'll grant it. I promise." That is when she finally took back her hand as it now lay beside her. "It seems you had a wonderful dream though. I hope I didn't interrupt much." She then slowly removed herself from his bed where she stood in all of her glory. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back like that of a silken waterfall. Her body was quite small and slim. The yukata wrapped around her frame like a gentle embrace. It made her silhouette enticing while her skin glowed with sunkissed white.
It is no wonder why Fuyuki is becoming popular at Airdalen despite being a new transfer student. She had been in school for only about a few days and she had gained quite the reputation among the student body. Not only does she have the looks, but she also has a charm that is not easily disregarded. Now seeing her in what people would say, natural state. She appears to have such a sacred presence, both divine yet warm. There is also a grace that resembles that of olden princesses. Then again, it does make sense, she is a relative of the Imperial Family and raised in such a manner. "Then again, if it is really a wonderful dream, we can make it real." She playfully placed her finger over her lips and smiled in a manner both innocent and mischievous.
Honestly speaking, Fuyuki finds the entire scene funny. It took quite the willpower to stop her laughter from spilling. If she must say, Bishop's reaction was more like a girl. Normally, she should be the one who has a red face. But, she liked it this way. Being by her Junior's side was indeed fascinating and wonderful lull to her. "I bet that if you maintained or improved more that kind of body, you will certainly be more handsome in the future." She had a thoughtful look on her face as she imagined a scene in her head. It made her giggle ever so lightly as if it was the sound of bells. "I'm certain you'll break a lot of hearts. Hopefully, I won't be one of the girls who you would leave in tears, right?"
Fuyuki was finished with her hair as she smiled brightly at Bishop. "Well, I'm not just any girl after all. I am your Senior. So, shall I help you dress?" She looked around to find where Bishop keeps his clothes. "Oh, there is your dresser." She approached it without even waiting for his reply. "Let's find you something nice to wear for the day." She was not doing this to tease him. It was something she believed was routine since that is how it is for her every morning. The maids help her prepare for the day and all so she was doing the same for him. It was actually the reason why she has yet to really dressed out of her yukata. It was not because she was lazy or anything.
And without another word, Fuyuki opened the dresser and took out a boxer then showed it to Bishop. "Is this your favorite color, B-kun?" Now, whether a kiss happened or not? It is best to ask her. Just like that, it was indeed the start of a lively morning for both of them.