Noah threw himself on the bed face down. His body felt heavy all of a sudden though he didn't really feel sleepy so to speak. It was the same sensation of fatigue he usually felt after Momo's training. Maybe it was because he used too much HP for his Step and the Entangle Art earlier? He wanted to check, but he felt too tired to move.
As he peeked at the window, he noticed the sky was still as dark as coal. Maybe it wasn't the middle of the day after all, but the middle of the night instead. If that was true, then maybe he could recover a bit first before starting with his plan.
His objective was simple: he needed to get along with as many people as he could.
Whether it was his imagination or not, Vasilisa's last words were still on his mind—he had to find a way for them to exist into this world.
