I clearly didn't drink much, did I?
When Losa 11's consciousness had just recovered, he felt as if his head was about to split open. He groaned while holding his head, and then, he lifted his hand subconsciously to reach for the honey water at his bedside.
This was his habit.
After sobering up from drunkenness, he would always drink honey water.
The servants had even prepared it early on.
But this time was different.
He touched nothing.
Not to mention honey water, there wasn't even a nightstand.
Huh?
Losa 11 was stunned.
Subconsciously, he opened his eyes.
Strange ceiling.
Strange bed... no, it was a sofa.
And there's more!
A back that seemed vaguely familiar.
Shaking his head, Losa 11 finally recognized who the figure was as the sound of chewing reached his ears.
"Morning, Jason."
Losa 11 greeted with a smile.
Seeing Jason keep on eating, completely ignoring him, Losa 11 was not at all surprised.
Jason seemed interested in nothing but eating.
