Moon Dew finally woke up.
She sat up in bed, still groggy, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she stretched.
Halfway through the stretch, Moon Dew froze.
"This bed is so hard today... My back..."
The stiffness brought her fully awake. She looked around.
When she saw Angel sitting across from her, she stared for a while before it clicked. "Oh, it's... Big Brother! I remember now. I left home."
Angel said, "Looks like you didn't sleep too well?"
Moon Dew scratched her head shyly. "It wasn't too bad. It's just my first time sleeping away from home... and on a hard bed like this."
As she spoke, she got up and gave a casual wave. Dream mist gathered and swiftly folded the rumpled bedding.
Angel watched quietly without a word.
Moon Dew noticed his silence. Thinking back, she remembered being on a bridge before she fell asleep, not inside a house.
Big Brother must have brought her here. The bed might even be his.
And she had complained that his bed was hard. Had she upset him?
At that thought, Moon Dew hurriedly said, "Big Brother, it's not that I dislike hard beds. I'm just not used to them... But I know they're good for me. Before Mom left, she often told me to sleep on hard beds. She said they were good because... because..."
Moon Dew thought hard, but couldn't come up with a single benefit.
Her mother had never said any of that. She had made it up...
Angel seemed to see her embarrassment. He smiled. "Everyone has their own preference for soft or hard beds. You were already asleep when I made this little cabin, so I didn't know which you liked."
"I'll keep it in mind next time."
With that, Angel snapped his fingers. The wooden