After the commotion subsided, the forest returned to silence.
The night deepened.
Only the wind rustling through the woods outside created a soft sound, but it was drowned out by the snoring inside the tent.
Aozawa really wanted to curse. It turned out Furusawa Kyoichiro snored and even talked in his sleep! Usually accustomed to quiet sleep, Aozawa was finding it hard to get any rest. He tried to adapt to the environment, but the thought of strangling Furusawa Kyoichiro lingered in his mind.
As he pondered a hundred ways to commit murder, the tent flap was quietly lifted. A head poked in and whispered, "Aozawa, are you asleep?"
"No."
Aozawa quickly unzipped his sleeping bag and patted the other side, smiling. "Ayaka, do you want to come in and sleep?"
Ayatsuki Ayaka's cheeks flushed slightly as she glared and said, "What are you thinking? I just want you to come out and chat."
