"An acute illness? But you were perfectly fine this morning, weren't you?" Konoka asked in confusion, reaching out to grasp Jiu Ming's hand. "Ah! So cold!"
"I've always been cold. How did you even find a place this out of the way?" Jiu Ming said speechlessly. At this point, he could not even be bothered to rub warmth back into himself.
"Divination. The divination said you were in this direction."
"...That's really accurate." Jiu Ming was completely speechless. Was her divination really that powerful? Well, it really was rather impressive.
Shaking his head, he let out a long yawn. Right now, Jiu Ming only wanted to have a good sleep. Especially after sitting down on a sofa he had grown used to sleeping on, that sensation... The girl's voice beside his ear gradually blurred, becoming like an illusionary murmur. Jiu Ming lightly shook his head, trying to hear what she was saying clearly, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. Not only did he fail to hear her better, he became even more exhausted.
The drowsiness stayed with him until the voice by his ear vanished completely.
"Huh?" Konoka, who had been speaking with such focus, froze when she saw Jiu Ming collapse onto the sofa. She gently poked him, but he did not react in the slightest. His icy body left her unable to tell whether the young man before her had fallen asleep or kicked the bucket.
He should have fallen asleep.
She tilted her head slightly. "La~ You're too cold, so I can't let you use my lap as a pillow."
With that, she stood and adjusted Jiu Ming's slumped body into a more comfortable sleeping position. Then, resting her chin on her hand, she quietly watched the sleeping face of the young man before her.