—Construction-type games really were time killers!
Dark rubbed his temples, feeling that he ought to be wary of the "Mind Palace."
He absolutely couldn't get so absorbed in play that he neglected his ambitions!
After getting up, he yawned and casually asked DemiDevimon whether the Chick Protection Operation downstairs had ended.
DemiDevimon launched into a chattering spiel, going on and on about how wonderful their Christmas decorations were.
He had no choice but to ask another Magic Spirit.
Only then did he learn that the Chick Protection Operation was still underway, with no sign of ending anytime soon.
"It's already eleven, isn't it?"
He looked up at the clock on the wall, somewhat speechless. "Should I go take another look?"
With that thought in mind, Dark washed up, changed into his pajamas, and pushed open the door.
The corridor was very quiet.
It didn't feel like a holiday at all.
But the moment he reached the stairwell, a flood of noisy discussion washed over him.
Clearly, the Chick Protection Operation really had yet to end.
Judging from the discussion, however, the event had most likely changed in nature.
As Dark descended the stairs, he saw that there were indeed even more people in the common room than before.
Students from every grade were packed inside, filling the room to the brim.
Only a small open space had been left in the very center.
Within that space stood a round table and two chairs.
A boy and a girl sat facing each other.
Standing at the stairwell, Dark looked over the crowd at the pair and felt that although he did not know them, they both looked very familiar.
After thinking for a moment, he remembered that they were probably a couple he often saw on Lover's Bridge.
But at this