The night had settled deep.
At this late hour, most people had already sunk into deep sleep.
But not everyone could find peace in slumber.
"Haah..."
Lying in bed, Naruse Mio stared blankly at the ceiling above her, letting out a sigh she couldn't suppress.
A new identity, a new life—these things had all left her exhausted. But perhaps exhaustion was better, at least during busy times when distractions could help her forget her worries. Yet now, deep in the silent night, she couldn't avoid pondering certain inescapable questions.
For instance, her relationship with Duanmu Huai.
