"I am surprised you lasted over ten minutes inside; guess you are holding our all-time record now."
It may sound like she was mocking him, but awe was clearly displayed on her face.
Snowshade didn't fare any better. "Ooh my… You did it. This cheeky, annoying, and arrogant kid really did it."
She was more of a feeler, and she showed more of her emotions.
As for Jung, his mind refused to register what was going on around him. He didn't listen, didn't care, and his brain barely kept up with the conversation.
All he wanted was to sleep for centuries, and seeing his adorable pillow Nero increased his desire even further.
"I need to sleep." He managed to utter the words.
Meanwhile, the system's constant ringing intensified his headache, and he didn't even peek at it.
The memories of how he arrived in his room were non-existent.
What the women spoke to him or what Nero meowed as she sat on his shoulders went unheard.
At least he reached his dear bed and slept like a dog.
