"I'm already used to it."
Qiao Xiaren thought that since the show was all about creating moments for them, it doesn't matter much now. Foreigners prefer straightforwardness; if you keep things hidden, they'll think you're being pretentious.
Yamada Kawako looked disappointed; she hadn't expected that someone was already off the market. Ah, it's really unfair!
Everyone started lining up for dinner, and after showering, they went to bed early. Of course, the beds weren't as soft as the ones at home; in fact, they were hard, and everyone slept uncomfortably.
Thinking about the random whistle blows made it even harder to sleep. No matter how tired they were, they had to force themselves to stay awake, fearing punishment for being late.
Qiao Xiaren didn't have the habit of needing a specific bed, so she quickly fell asleep.
At two o'clock in the morning, a sharp and prolonged whistle sounded downstairs.
