—There's no mistaking it, this is my room alright. And yet, why? Why is Naganami here? I can't remember the slightest thing. Could it be that, I've done it? No, that would be weird. Forgetting ever rubbing or sucking on those mind-blowing breasts aside, there's no way I would forget ever inserting my ==D in her now, would I? Wait, or maybe my mind was blown so hard that I forgot all about it? —Ah, I see it now, this is a DREAM! So my delusion and unfulfilled desires as a breast connoisseur have brought forth such an unrealistic situation. Well, it must've been because I've a lot stored up recently, no thanks to Ooyodo... In that case, not assaulting her now would, on the contrary, mean that there's something wrong with me now, wouldn't it? It's a dream anyway. It won't be considered a crime. Alright, let's assault her!

A dreamlike scene

It's morning... And this is my room...

Today marks the beginning of yet another uneventful day.

...is what it's supposed to be, but...

For some reason, Naganami is sitting on my futon clad in a naked shirt.

Hmm~...? Admiral, why are you inside my futon?