The living room was filled with the aroma of toast and butter.
Greg had originally planned to get up early and make breakfast, but an unexpected change of circumstances had delayed him, so they had to make do with bread.
The five of them sat around the dining table, quietly eating their bread.
After spending yesterday together and sharing a reasonably pleasant dinner, they were still not particularly talkative, but at least the obvious awkwardness and distance were gone.
"Haah..."
Greg picked up a slice of bread, took a bite, then let out an enormous yawn.
Victoria, sitting beside him, looked up at him in puzzlement. "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well last night?"
At those words, the fork in Vivian's hand paused almost imperceptibly on Greg's left. She silently lowered her head and cut into the fried egg on her plate, but a closer look would have revealed a faint blush creeping over her ears.
Greg rubbed his eyes, trying to sound relaxed and natural. "I slept fine. I just happened to wake up early, then had a little trouble getting back to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sylvia, on his right, silently lowered her head as well, hiding her face behind her teacup. The rising steam concealed her faintly flushed cheeks.
Victoria noticed neither of their unusual reactions. She merely nodded and said:
"How come you're still like a little kid, unable to get back to sleep once you wake up in the morning? Next time, when it's time to rest, make sure you rest properly, no matter what. Otherwise, something dangerous could happen during training."
Still looking down, Vivian and Sylvia both gave small, guilty nods.
"Yeah, I know."
Feeling rather guilty himself, Greg replied, then put down his bread and changed the subject.
"Right, let's