I...spent the majority of last night attempting to climb onto Shishido-san's lap and nibble on him. And enjoyed it immensely.
Clearly, I need to find someone else to keep an eye on me if I ever get drugged on caffeine again, as I sincerely doubt Shishido is ever going to be willing to after that.
Shishido-san:
Um...thank you, for taking care of me. I'm sorry you had to give up your bed, and such. Are you mad?
Oishi-sama, I'm sorry I didn't get back until this morning, Shishido-san assumed (correctly, I hope) that you would not want to deal with me while I was still .....'under the influence,' should we say, and took me back to his rooms.
Eiji, how was the cake?