Inside a pitch-black tent.
Kane slept on Cotton Candy, the softness of Cotton Candy made the expression on Kane's face unusually content.
He turned over in the darkness, scratched his back, and continued to sleep.
Outside the tent, the sounds of soldiers patrolling occasionally came from around, but this wasn't enough to disturb Kane's sleep.
Most of these soldiers came back at midnight yesterday, so now is their rest time, and they don't need to perform daily drills.
After all, they had marched for most of yesterday, only returning to the main camp at midnight, and today there's nothing to do, a perfect time to sleep in.
Kane felt that the habit of sleeping in would accompany him for life, it was just too enjoyable.
And Cotton under him was also snoring with eyes closed, seemingly tired from this period of time as well.
The sounds from the patrolling soldiers circled around continuously.
"Bang!"
A figure, dragging a rainbow-colored trail, rushed into the tent.
