Izan had hoped to savour his two days of much-needed rest, yet he found himself disappointed as the hours whisked by faster than he could relish them.
Upon waking from a deep slumber, Izan stepped outside, ready to tackle the day's challenges. It felt as if the system had escalated the demands placed on him; the tasks had become increasingly intense.
What once required him to perform exercises five to ten times now expected nearly double that effort, leaving him to wonder.
"Is the system trying to punish me for slacking off?" he pondered as he stepped into his home. The rich aroma of his mother's cooking wafted through the air, instantly distracting him from his frustrations.
"Mum?" Izan called out as he entered, his voice tinged with curiosity. "Hurry up and take a bath; it's going to be a while before you get to enjoy my cooking again," Komi replied with a playful tone, her back turned as she worked in the kitchen.
