The next morning Yukiya woke up feeling very refreshed. Following the fapping incident, the dragon slept quietly in his futon so she was able to get a good enough sleep.
She stretched her sore muscles and yawned. A small ambient of spiritual energy entered her body and circulated around. 'Hmm.... how is there ample spiritual energy here?' she wondered as she got out of the bed.
Yukiya searched around, but she could not find the red dragon anywhere. "Is he embarrassed of his fapping that he ran away?" she whispered.
"I'm right here," a small voice whispered.
In an inconspicuous corner, a small lump of duvet rested there. Chuckling softly, Yukiya strode over and poked it.
"Good morning," she whispered with a smirk.
"Stop touching," Long Ki whispered from inside.
"What? Are you fapping again? Wow, mister dragon, you have got some energy alright," she poked the wiggling ball again and again.
But there was no answer.
