Warm sunshine, a blue sea. Beneath a beach umbrella, Kallen lay on a lounge chair, eyes closed, fast asleep.
This was Dinge District. Given the time difference, the meeting would take place late at night local time, so Kallen had arrived almost a full day early.
He had not chosen Our System's Guest Hotel, because people there were surely busy forming alliances and exchanging favors. He wanted no part in that. He only wanted a good rest.
Little Kangna was playing with sand on the beach nearby. Other children merely dug holes with shovels, while those with a little talent built crude sandcastles. Little Kangna, however, was setting up a formation on the beach using the formation knowledge she had learned.
Because she was adorable, and her white hair looked unusual, quite a few children nearby came over of their own accord to play with her. Then, one after another, they all walked into the formation. No matter where they went, they could not get out, and nothing inside the formation could be seen from outside.
Eventually, Kallen was awakened by nearby parents calling out for their children.
He sat up, gently rubbed his neck, and checked the time. He had slept for three and a half hours-not very long, but barely enough to count as having slept.
Lifting his head, Kallen looked ahead. His gaze penetrated the formation's barrier, revealing over a dozen children inside a large circle on the sand, walking in circles and crying in panic.
Little Kangna stood there, a bucket in her left hand and a small shovel in her right, looking rather serious.
Kallen's voice sounded behind her:
"Been naughty?"
"No. They ran in on their own."
"Let them out. Don't frighten them too badly."
"I tried lots of times, but I couldn't open