On saturday morning, heavy rain fell over Tingen City, dense raindrops striking the windows in an unbroken patter.
In the Recreation Room on the second floor of Blackthorn Security Company, the Nighthawks sat casually on sofas and armchairs, chatting in low voices.
At this time of day, aside from patrolling their jurisdictions and tracking supernatural incidents, they usually gathered in the Recreation Room to play Fight Evil, earning lunch money and their colleagues' good-natured curses, or to share amusing things that had happened in their lives and work.
Angel, meanwhile, liked to read the latest newspapers that arrived at this hour and catch up on current events. It was a habit she had retained from her previous life in the information age. Of course, there had been the internet back then; now, she could only read print media, whose timeliness naturally could not compare.
But this morning, the chatter of card games and laughter over amusing stories had been replaced by discussion. Ever since Angel and Klein had shared the Acting Method with everyone on Thursday, they had held such discussions several times.
"I still think a 'Sleepless' shouldn't just mean staying up all night... Otherwise, would a 'Corpse Collector' have to..."
Kenley frowned. Though he had been a Beyonder for several months, his fiancee was waiting for him at home, so he had not often stayed up late like the other Sleepless.
Now that he had learned that mastering a Potion required drawing inspiration from the word "Sleepless," he found it rather troublesome.
"Of course it's not just that. You need to understand the essence of the entire Sleepless pathway. Think about the captain—what connections are there between his Nightmare and Sleepless..."
Leonard patiently answered from the side. It had originally been his day off, yet he had braved