After taking a bath, Ron came out of the bathroom and walked into the bedroom.
Once he lay down on the bed, Ron habitually wrapped an arm around Nora. Looking down, he realized the little girl was still awake, her eyes blinking as she looked at him.
"What is it? Can't sleep?" Ron pinched her rosy cheek.
Nora shook her head and obediently leaned against Ron's shoulder, half her body draped over him as she buried her face in his chest, looking utterly attached to him.
Ron gently stroked Nora's purple hair, which had already grown down to her back.
"Cough, cough..." Ron guiltily shifted his gaze away and pretended to say casually, "Still not sleepy?"
"Mm." Nora rubbed her little face twice against Ron's chest. "I'm getting used to it lately. I don't feel very tired."
As she gradually got the hang of various affairs and integrated them all into her work, coupled with drinking resin water every day and Ron casting wood-element healing spells on her at night—
Nora was now brimming with energy every day. Even at night, she did not feel tired, and her physical strength and endurance far surpassed those of ordinary people.
"Since you're not sleepy..." Ron asked tentatively.
"Mm?" Nora raised her little head from Ron's chest, tilting it as she asked in confusion, "What is the shopkeeper thinking?"
"Er..." Ron tried hard to choose words he could actually say.
"...Shopkeeper, you?"
"Okay."
When they lay down on the bed again, sleepiness finally surged over them.
Nora fell into a deep sleep, while Ron immediately entered a meditative state and continued cultivating.
The next morning.
After breakfast, Nora hurried off as usual, heading to the competition venue on Moonview Street to take charge.
Ron, meanwhile, sat leisurely on the living room sofa