When the scenic area was sealed off by the Nen Space, it was the transition period between spring and summer.
Now that the seal was lifted, it was already winter.
Pyon seemed to have long been prepared for this, having arranged for a large pile of bedding with cartoon bunny patterns to be delivered before sunset.
And in preparation for the all-nighter that was to come, she immediately ran to Moses's room and made the bed after the bedding arrived.
After completing these preparations, she was looking forward to the time that followed.
As a result, after the dinner party ended, in the middle of winter, instead of resting, the group decided to sit around the stove and chat over tea...
Pyon couldn't stand it anymore, which is why she used mouth gestures to remind Moses.
"…"
Moses was silent for a moment, but ultimately decided to go along with Pyon's wishes.
Moments later, under the varied gazes of the others, Moses and Pyon returned to the room one after the other very naturally.
As soon as they entered the room, Pyon hurriedly closed the door, jumped onto the bed, took out her bunny-eared phone, and looked at Moses, who was still standing in front of the door, with great anticipation.
"Hurry up."
She urged.
Moses said helplessly, "You don't need to be in such a rush. I have plenty of time to play with you now."
"I can only believe half of what you say."
Pyon curled her lips and said, "Who knows if you'll suddenly go off to train again!"
"That was before."
Moses said, then glanced at the snow outside the window.
Pyon was taken aback when she heard this.
She suddenly understood why Moses had been so obsessed with training in the past.
Now that everything was settled, he indeed didn't need to train as hard as before.
"Anyway, I don't care about all that. Just get on the bed!"
Pyon patted the bunny-patterned bedding next to her.
"Why do we have to play on the bed?"
Moses asked, taking his phone out of his pocket and glancing at the chair by the desk.
Pyon replied seriously, "Because I don't want to hear you use 'my hands are too cold' as an excuse when you lose."
"…"
Moses rolled his eyes when he heard that, took off his shoes and got on the bed, then he asked, "What do you want to play this time?"
"The same old fighting game. Let me tell you, be prepared to be thrashed for ten days and nights!"
Pyon excitedly opened the 2D fighting game.
She used to be abused by Moses to the point of doubting her life, but things are different now.
She has set a goal: Starting from tonight, she wouldn't let Moses win a single game.
Until Moses himself gave up, then they could switch to other games and have a blast!
Moses opened his phone, found the 2D fighting game, and clicked it open, only to see it needed an update.
"Wait a moment, the game needs to be updated."
"Huh? You haven't touched this game since then?"
Pyon glanced at Moses's phone screen and saw that the version of the fighting game was still stuck at a year and a half ago.
Moses glanced at Pyon and said calmly: "Not everyone is as free as you."
"Tch."
Pyon didn't argue with it.
After a while, Moses's fighting game finally finished updating.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Pyon urged impatiently.
Moses opened the game and, as soon as he logged in, received a fight invitation from Pyon.
"Start, start!"
Pyon's face was filled with excitement.
Moses accepted the invitation, and the game began immediately.
Three minutes later...
Pyon stared blankly at her phone's screen, where her bunny girl warrior lay flat on the ground.
'Didn't this guy not touch the game for a year and a half?'
'Why didn't he seem rusty at all?'
'And I have trained hard for another year!'
Pyon couldn't accept this cruel reality.
"Again!"
She looked at Moses, who had a calm expression on his face, and gritted her teeth lightly.
Moses nodded and started the second match.
Still within the exact three minutes, the plump bunny girl warrior was once again lying on the ground.
"…"
Pyon fell silent, her mouth wide open.
'How come this idiot is still so good after not playing for more than a year?!'
'This isn't logical!'
In the corridor outside the hall.
Menchi stared at Moses's room and could see the yellow light reflected on the window.
But from her angle, she couldn't see Pyon and Moses huddled under the covers on the bed.
"Aren't you going to rest yet?"
Sanbica asked softly when she passed by here.
Menchi glanced back at Sanbica and asked, "Aren't you the least bit curious?"
"Curious about what?"
Sanbica's eyes showed a hint of confusion.
Menchi pointed at Moses's room and said with wide eyes: "Them... a man and a woman alone in the same room!"
"But…"
Sanbica tilted her head slightly and said with her usual soft voice, "Aren't they just playing games?"
"Do you really believe that?!"
A look of surprise appeared on Menchi's face.
Sanbica nodded slowly.
Seeing this, Menchi looked at Sambika as if she were an alien.
The night deepened, and the cold wind carried fine snow into the dark mountain forest.
Time passed-
There was a faint light in the sky.
In the room.
Pyon lay exhausted on the bed and closed her eyes in despair.
For the whole night, her bunny girl had no power to resist Moses's warrior wielding a big stick.
She lost the whole night like this!
"Halftime break."
She murmured weakly.
Moses smiled, got up, put on his coat, and left the room, heading to the courtyard.
It snowed all night last night and the courtyard was covered with snow.
Moses stood in the middle of the courtyard, and his whole body was enveloped in a turbulent white Aura. He raised his hand and a black sword conjured, beginning his daily practice of ten thousand sword swings.
Every time he swings the sword, he must repeat the steps of conjuring the black sword.
In this way, after swinging the sword over a thousand times, a circle of open space was formed in the snow under Moses's feet.
The snowflakes falling from the sky were gently pushed aside by Moses's aura, turning into white smoke and dissipating in mid-air.
As time flows…
Two thousand, three thousand, four thousand swings...
Moses stood in the snow, swinging his sword tirelessly.
At some point, Kanzai and Sanbica had come to the corridor outside the hall, watching Moses swinging his sword in the snow.
'How long is this guy planning to swing?'
A strange look flashed across Kanzai's eyes.
Because he had seen the wounds of the two Seirin Group's members the previous day, he already knew that Moses had developed an ability related to the blade over the past year.
At this moment, seeing Moses's conjured black sword was conjured and released so freely, he wasn't surprised.
However, seeing that Moses had continued to swing his sword for at least two thousand times, it was hard for Kanzai to not feel that Moses was a little crazy.
After all, from his perspective, he only thought that Moses's sword training was just to speed up his conjuration process and improve the degree of ease with which he could control it.
And if that were the case, then there was no need to spend so much time and effort on it.
Sanbica didn't have as many thoughts as Kanzai. She sat on a chair in the corridor, quietly watching Moses practice in the snow.
Menchi was already accustomed to Moses's daily sword swinging, and was already in the kitchen preparing food for him.
Then, another hour passed.
When Pyon emerged from the room and immediately saw Moses practicing in the courtyard, her eyelids drooped immediately.
"Aren't you training again? And you're still talking about 'that was in the past'? I can only believe half of what you say!"
She muttered to herself unhappily.
Even though Moses had promised to play with her for ten days, when she really saw Moses training, she wouldn't recklessly disturb him. Instead, she walked to the corridor at the side and joined Sanbica and Kanzai in quietly watching Moses in the courtyard.
Comparing their lifestyles, it was clear that they were indeed quite idle.