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Pure seawater, azure sky, the warmth of the bonfire contrasted sharply with the vastness of the sea.
"It's finally finished!"
Fern lifted a ball of Magic with her Magic, and after checking it, a relaxed expression appeared on her face.
The beach cleanup was finally completed as scheduled before the New Year celebration.
What made Yulian a little regretful was that his secret route probably couldn't be used anymore.
"These past few months have really worn us out."
Yulian washed his hands by the sea, glanced regretfully towards the dock, and then stretched deeply.
Frieren was talking with the old village chief nearby.
"With this, the New Year celebration will surely be livelier than in previous years."
Frieren lightly pursed her lips and smiled.
"It's really beautiful!"
The old village chief also looked at the brand new scenery before him, his eyes shining.
However, worry followed.
"It's just that this way, the originally peaceful life will be disturbed again..."
"Life itself is colorful; how can there be such a thing as pure peace?"
Yulian smiled faintly.
It was also a way to comfort the old man before him.
"As long as we work hard, the future will surely be even better."
Fern's slender hair was lifted by the sea breeze as she looked at the blue sea and sky before her and smiled.
For a moment, she felt quite spirited and confident.
"Heh heh—"
The old village chief smiled and said no more, just looked at the pinkish seawater reflecting the bonfire and sunlight with a look of helplessness.
If a young man achieves lofty ambitions, he dares to make the sun and moon change the sky.
How arrogant...
Two days before the celebration.
Night, inn.
"Mistress Frieren—"
Fern gently closed the Magic Grimoire in Frieren's hand.
"It's time to sleep."
Frieren tentatively tugged lightly at the Magic Grimoire taken by Fern, but it didn't budge.
"But I want to look a little longer—"
"You can't—"
Fern shook her head.
"If you want to see the sunrise, you have to get up very early."
"Only by sleeping early can you wake up early."
"Just a little look..."
Frieren gently shook Fern.
"I'll just look for a bit longer and then go to sleep."
"No, you, can't!"
Fern refused sternly.
"Alright..."
Seeing this, Frieren could only sigh, pull up the blanket, and lie down.
Seeing this, Fern got up and left Frieren's bed, extinguished the light, and returned to the bed next to it.
Nights were always quiet.
This remote small town was even more so, practically dead silent.
"Fern—"
Frieren broke the silence.
Fern opened her beautiful big eyes but didn't speak.
"I want to—"
"You can't."
Fern didn't wait for Frieren to speak; the words of refusal were already out.
I just wanted to sleep with you...
Frieren obediently closed her mouth but carried a hint of grievance.
Frieren was also a little afraid of the dark.
At a moment like this, when she was engrossed in reading the Magic Grimoire and not very sleepy.
The shadow of having her upper body swallowed by a mimic years ago enveloped Frieren.
But Fern didn't seem to want to sleep with her, so she could only make conversation to dispel this fear of the dark.
"Fern—"
"Mistress Frieren, it's time to sleep."
Frieren spoke again but was interrupted.
But she didn't want to give up.
"How early is getting up early?"
Frieren turned around and felt a little more at ease looking at Fern's back facing away from her.
"It's a while before the sun rises."
Fern thought for a moment and spoke.
She wasn't sleepy either.
Just now, she accidentally glimpsed that Mistress Frieren was researching basic attack Magic.
Mistress Frieren naturally knew basic attack Magic, so Fern was wondering if Frieren was trying to decipher Yulian's Demon Magic through in-depth research on basic attack Magic.
Wasn't Mr. Yulian their mutual friend?
Wasn't Mr. Yulian a good member of the Demon Race?
Why was she researching Yulian's Magic tirelessly?
This was the nth time Fern had seen Frieren engrossed in this Magic Grimoire.
Fern gently took out the Magic Grimoire she was holding in her arms and squinted to look at it in the moonlight...
"Fern, Frieren!"
Yulian's shout sounded from outside the room.
Fern woke up from her sleep.
"Just a moment, Mr. Yulian!"
Fern hastily closed the Magic Grimoire beside her, scrambled up, put on her shoes, and walked to Frieren's side.
"Mistress Frieren, time to get up."
Fern gently shook Frieren, who was smiling in her sleep.
"Mistress Frieren!"
Seeing no reaction, Fern called out again, slightly increasing her voice and the intensity of her shaking.
"Mama..."
Frieren muttered indistinctly.
Fern was startled.
No, who's your mama?!
"Fern, no rush."
"I'll go make breakfast and wait for you."
Hearing sounds of rummaging inside the room, Yulian naturally guessed what was happening.
Although curious why Fern also overslept, Yulian thought it was quite normal.
After all, Fern was still... uh... at the age of growing...
Yulian skillfully placed the bread on the cutting board and sliced it, then took out cups and milk from his ring and set them out.
Afterwards, Yulian quietly sat at the dining table, waiting for Frieren and Fern.
After a while, Fern and Frieren arrived late.
"Sorry, we overslept today, Mr. Yulian!"
Fern blushed and bowed solemnly to Yulian.
"It's alright."
Yulian patted Fern's head, smiling gleefully.
Such a good thing!
Ever since Fern grew up, Yulian hadn't been able to pat Fern on the head for a long time!
=ω=
"Mistress Frieren—"
Fern was relieved to see that Yulian wasn't angry.
Then she looked at Frieren with a serious gaze.
"Yes~"
Frieren's eyes were almost invisible.
Called out by Fern, Frieren helplessly stood up from the dining chair.
"Sorry, I overslept again today..."
"It's alright, it's alright."
Yulian grinned and likewise gave Frieren's head a messy rub.
With that, the few of them finally started eating breakfast.
"Speaking of which, it's one thing for Frieren to oversleep."
"As for Fern, did you not rest well yesterday?"
Yulian chewed the bread in his mouth, asking as he ate.
"I..."
Fern's face turned purple.
Complex Magic formulae appeared in her mind.
Strictly speaking, she actually only fell asleep this morning...
The time could probably be traced back to about one or two hours before Yulian called her to get up.
"It's alright, it's okay if you don't want to say."
Yulian looked at Fern's hesitant look, not knowing what she was thinking, and waved his hand understandingly.
Everyone has their own secrets; it's a perfectly normal thing.
Although Yulian was also very curious about the reason Fern could oversleep, he was already satisfied with being able to pat the heads of the two big 'cats' today.
=ω=
"No, it's—"
Fern bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to reveal the secret in her heart!
And that is!
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