Hurried footsteps went past Noah's door waking him up.
"Hm… Hm?"
At first he thought about some attack by Arachnea, but quickly remembered her calm demeanor of the day before. Then he remembered that she herself wasn't sure whether or not she would be so calm the next day bringing back his worries.
"..."
Yet, the white-haired maid never attacked again. He was alone in his room, people running hurriedly outside.
"(Did something happen?)" he asked himself.
A quick look at the clock on his wall revealed to him that it was still 2 AM. His body was asking him for sleep and was very insistent about it.
"(Doesn't seem to concern me…)"
He closed his eyes, turning in his bed and happy that whatever was taking place outside had no need for his presence.
.
"..."
"Mhmh~♥"
The next morning, he woke up to a certain white-haired maid who stared at him with her pale pink eyes.
"(Seems she is back to this, huh…)"
