The next day, Anjing Zhen woke up groggily, sat up and rubbed his eyes, then yawned. Looking down for a while, he failed to find his slippers.
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Patting his head, he remembered that he had left his slippers outside last night so as not to wake Kitasan Black. He thus walked out of the bedroom barefoot.
Afraid that Kitasan Black might wake up in the middle of the night, he had left the bedroom door open. As soon as he approached it, the rich aroma of coffee drifted in from outside, along with the smell of fried eggs and another scent he could not identify, but which made his mouth water.
Stepping out, Anjing Zhen was about to look for his slippers when an excited greeting came from one side of the room:
"Ah! Trainer, you're awake! Good morning!"
Anjing Zhen instinctively looked over. Beside the dining table, Kitasan Black was wearing the same white-and-gold gauze dress from last night, smiling brightly at him.
Beside Kitasan Black, Little Anzu wore the same gauze dress and was spreading jam over a slice of bread.
Seeing Anjing Zhen look over, Little Anzu greeted him with a smile as well:
"Morning, Trainer. Come have breakfast!"
After saying that, she pointed at the table. "Senior Little Kita got up super early to make all of this. There's coffee, fried eggs, bacon, bread... and yokan!"
"Oh, oh..."
Nodding blankly, Anjing Zhen spotted his slippers beside the sofa from the corner of his eye. He walked over barefoot, yawned, and casually said:
"You two worked hard... Oh, right, Kita, you slept on the sofa last night. Was it uncomfortable?"
As he asked, he reflected inwardly that his thoughts last night had indeed been right.
Setting aside