Chapter 38
The members of Sakurako’s honor guard lived in their own wing on the first story of the mansion, behind a long line of doors with no identifying features to hint at who slept within. Given no way of guessing who was in residence at the moment, I banged on the first six doors one after another, then stood back as sleepy males stumbled out in pajamas, boxers, or in one case entirely nude.
“Um.” I looked them over, noted that my grandmother had definitely included physique in her requirements for service. Then my gaze caught on Yuki at the end of the line.
Oyo’s former lover appeared delighted to see me, despite the fact that he must have been on the night shift like the others. And yet, his presence sent a queasy rumbling through my gut.
“Yuki, go back to bed.” Turning away so
