Although I was immensely curious about this planet's history, the physical and mental exhaustion from the previous battle quickly sent Sandora and me off to dreamland. (To this day, I still couldn't figure out how Sandora, who had turned into a planet, actually slept.) It was truly a wonderful night's sleep, and I wasn't awakened until the sun was already high the next morning, roused by little Ai Lu's noisy shouting.
"Scholar! Scholar! Come downstairs for breakfast! Mom made Roasted Flatbread and light vegetable soup!"
Ai Lu's voice carried up from downstairs, loud enough for the entire second floor to hear. Right afterward came Sailin scolding her daughter. I rolled out of bed and found that daylight was already blazing outside. The sounds of people talking and horses neighing came from the nearby street: it was a fine day, and it seemed the adventurers in town were getting ready to depart as well.
I looked around, but somehow felt like something was missing. Then I suddenly sensed something soft and warm wriggling beneath the covers. I hurriedly threw back the blanket and witnessed a rare sight: Sandora-ball had gone completely limp, flattened like a corn cake...
Why did Spiritual Spark, which was clearly just a ball of light, have such rich shape-changing abilities? What the hell!
"Sandora, Sandora! Wake up! You're practically melting!" I hurriedly picked up the limp Sandora-ball and watched as she gradually woke up and returned to her usual spherical form. Countless alpacas seemed to be marching through my heart. It took Sandora a while to fully wake up. She drifted lightly onto my shoulder, still sounding a little muddled. "Ahaha, don't panic, don't panic. This is only a Spiritual Spark. If I don't focus on controlling it, it changes shape on its own. Totally normal. Speaking