A ruckus erupted on the street after Jake, a non-awakened individual, successfully defeated someone who had awakened. The surroundings were in disarray, scattered with broken objects. Jake stood on the street, gazing at his unconscious opponent. The aftermath of the confrontation echoed in the disrupted surroundings, capturing the attention of onlookers and creating a palpable tension in the air.
Jake wiped the blood from his lips and remarked, "Tsk. Tougher than I thought."
Qiu'er approached him, concerned, and inquired, "Are you okay, Jake?"
"Don't sweat it. Let's head home," Jake responded, brushing off the situation with a nonchalant tone.
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That night, Jake rested in his bedroom, sitting by the window and gazing at the moon. Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room, prompting Jake to inquire, "Who is it?"
"It's me. You didn't show up at dinner, so I brought your meal," Qiu'er replied from behind the door.
