The faint spring breeze blew through the window of the infirmary room, brushing through a young man who was covered in bandages like a mummy.
Only his hair, eyes, nose, and lips were visible.
He was sleeping peacefully.
In fact, he was sleeping too peacefully.
It had been three days since the Battle Royale had ended, but Alex had still not woken up from his coma.
Napping soundly on top of his chest was a little bun who had stayed by his side all the time.
Suddenly, a haze of color entered the room and materialized to form the beautiful fox lady. Lotte, Latifa's second consciousness, had been visiting Alex daily.
It was subtle and only obvious to those who knew her well, but she was beginning to form her own distinct personality.
Dim Dim sensed her presence and opened one eye to greet the fox lady, who lightly patted its head.
"He still hasn't woken up?" Lotte asked.
"Dim."
"Your partner sure likes to sleep, huh?"
"Dim."
