When Lucien opened his eyes again, the clock on the nightstand had already jumped to nine in the morning.
He lounged around for a little while longer, still feeling rather sluggish; after all, there was nothing for him to do lately. He could even sleep for another stretch until the afternoon.
[Host, you should go out today.]
The voice of 000 suddenly rang out in his mind, startling Lucien. He smacked his lips, "Could you not wait until I finish a sip of water before speaking?"
[I have a premonition that something interesting is going to happen. Besides, you should accelerate the progress. If you keep hiding away in this villa forever, when will the plot ever reach its climax?]
