The more Kanzaki Kumo thought about it, the more irritation welled up inside him.
It felt a little like when he had failed to quickly master Thunder Breathing's First Form.
But back then, Kanzaki Kumo had only been frustrated. He had felt no sense of urgency.
"Phew..."
Kanzaki Kumo took a deep breath and pushed down his tangled thoughts.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just then, someone knocked on his door.
"Kumo, may I come in?"
Makomo's voice came from outside.
Though Kanzaki Kumo was a little puzzled about why she had come at this hour, he still strode to the door and opened it.
"Makomo, is something wrong?"
"Can't I come chat with you if nothing's wrong?" Makomo winked at Kanzaki Kumo.
"It's not that you can't, but it's late. You should be getting some proper rest."
Kanzaki Kumo nodded as he ushered Makomo inside, then gently closed the door.
"Shouldn't you think about yourself before saying that? Someone was telling Shinobu to get proper rest not too long ago."
Makomo walked over to Kanzaki Kumo's bed and sat down quite naturally. This was not her first time in his room, though it was certainly her first time entering his bedroom so late at night.
But when she thought about how she had already spent the night sleeping in Kanzaki Kumo's arms on her eighteenth birthday, coming into his bedroom at night hardly seemed like a big deal.
In fact, deep down, Makomo wished Kanzaki Kumo would do something to her. Unfortunately, someone kept using a dream about some "River Crab Great God" as an excuse to refuse to take that final step.
"Shinobu's constitution isn't particularly strong to begin with, and she works so hard. Of course I'd tell her to rest." Kanzaki Kumo answered Makomo with complete conviction, but