At seven o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Hunt woke Nora up.
Had it been before, she would have lost her temper a long time ago—after all, she had always been extremely grumpy right after she woke up. Now, though, no matter how displeased she might be, when she saw how aged Mrs. Hunt looked and how she had become even less spirited than before, she could only get out of bed in silence.
Then, under the supervision of Mrs. Hunt, she would go out for a run.
Next to her, Mrs. Hunt said, "You can stop once you work up a sweat. If you don't, then you have to continue running until it's eight o'clock. Only then will you look more energetic. It's obvious from how listless you look all the time that you are not exercising enough."
"…"
Nora let out a big yawn, her eyelids so heavy that she could hardly even lift them.
