On this day, August 23rd, Xia Pingzhou was wide awake after being disturbed by Yanmo Lin.
In the dimness, he glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already early morning, almost time for sunrise.
Xia Pingzhou exhaled, raised his hand to rub his forehead. He no longer felt like sleeping, but still quietly made his way to the bar's private room.
Though he tried to be as restrained as possible when turning the doorknob, even being exceptionally cautious, the kimono-clad girl on the bed was still awakened when he opened the door. She slowly opened her eyes.
In the darkness, Ayase Origami stared at him silently for a moment, as if she were watching a little cat sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night.
Xia Pingzhou raised an eyebrow and, for a moment, had to stop at the doorway like a child being punished.
Suddenly, he remembered how, back in the attic in Tokyo, he had promised her not to run around while she was asleep.
