A night had already passed since Cain woke up from his long sleep. He was still in his hospital bed. The boy was standing, looking at the window next to his room, half-naked.
On his bed was a tight outfit, the uniform he usually wore during training under the guidance of General Dosh. Initially, his other comrades refused to comply with his intent to start the train, especially Rika.
However, after deeper discussion and persuasion. Somehow, Cain received his training gear back.
Cain immediately donned the outfit and put on his shoes. And because today was his last day in this place, he folded his patient's gown and tidied up his bed.
'I think that's enough.'
He nodded and looked at the bed for the last time, making a vow not to fall asleep in the same place and for a long time to boot. The boy chuckled softly. He didn't know why his mind was scattered this early in the morning.
