"Oh? It's starting to snow. Looks like winter has arrived," Sharon said with a smile.
She raised her hands slightly, enjoying the touch of the cold snow.
Nolan, who was sipping his hot chocolate, was also drawn to the snowfall.
Snow, huh? That means I'll be nineteen next year, he muttered softly.
He couldn't believe he had been in this world for so long. He missed his fiancée, Seira, from his previous world.
But returning there was impossible and would probably never happen.
"Why are you so quiet?" Sharon suddenly appeared beside him, poking his cheek with her index finger. "Don't you like winter?"
Nolan snapped out of his thoughts and chuckled softly. "It's not that. I'm just feeling nostalgic. Oh, right, I forgot to ask you something."
He looked at Sharon curiously. "When does your vacation end?"
If he counted from the beginning, they had been away from the palace for more than fifteen days.
As far as he knew, his sister only had a two-month vacation allowance.
