CH 31

After that, it was neither Van's nor Cadel's point of view, but the observer's point of view. Cadel was able to move freely and take pictures of them as if he were a camera that reflected them.

「Van Herdos' Memory - You have finished watching the Starting Member Limited Story.」

「Fatigue recovery is reduced by 50%. Be mindful of physical fatigue.」

When he opened his eyes, the dim morning sun shone through the window next to the bed. Cadel rubbed his stiff eyes and yawned loudly. When he stared into the air for a while with only his upper body raised, he felt a new realization.

“You really reduced the fatigue recovery by 50%.……. I'm dying…….”

It felt like he just closed his eyes for a while and woke up. He felt that his body was heavier than usual and his brain was spinning slower.

“Ah…… I have to go meet Mamil…….”

If he had known he would be this tired, he would have postponed it for a day or so. Of course, seeing Van's miserable state made his heart weak.

It was when he stepped under the bed, tousled his hair in annoyance, he heard someone knocking.

He stared blankly at the door for a moment, but after a while, he realized that he had asked for morning bath water, and he sprinted to open the door. It was like that before the possession, but he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't stand it if he didn't bathe every morning and evening. When you have a chance, you should bathe until you get tired of it.

Cadel finished his bath, longing for the cool water pressure. Dressed in neatly folded clothes, he stood in the center of his room, deep in thought. Cadel, who was slowly contemplating something with his slowly spinning head, nodded his head slowly and murmured.

“I should go see Van first.”

There wasn't any particular reason. Still, once he experienced Van's past vividly, he felt that he had to look at the current Van to realize that he was back.

With such a trivial purpose, he went to Van's room and knocked, and soon the door opened. Warm heat flowed through the half-open door, revealing Van’s figure. He, too, must have just finished taking a bath, and only the lower half of his body was roughly covered with a towel.

Water droplets were forming on the solid upper body that had not yet been wiped dry. Cadel was speechless for a moment at the feast of flesh that unfolded without warning.

A body with long and short scars here and there. A delicate abdominal muscle that stood out along with the movement and a smooth, stretched waist without any flab. Thick chest that rose and fell regularly in sync with breathing, and oblique muscles in the neck that revealed a clear presence under a slightly tilted head. Even the thin water that ran down the muscles that were so dense that you could admire them naturally

It was as if a craftsman with a gift from God had been looking at a sculpture that he had worked hard on for ten days and nights. It felt like you'd feel guilty just by touching it. It had the soul of the craftsman and the will of God…….

“Commander?”

His gaze, slowly rising along the muscles, met Van's questionable gaze. Only then did Cadel catch the string of reason that was flying somewhere.

“……Uh? Ah, uh. H……hi.”