On their first day in Yatun, the slave boys and girls had a good night's sleep.
Compared to the swaying of the ship's cabin, having a house to live in and a bed to sleep on was like living in a dream.
Even Hailbo, beyond the awareness of being a good, obedient slave, fell in love with this place from the bottom of his heart.
It was quiet here, peaceful, with humans living in harmony with nature.
It was, truly, too beautiful...
"Toot!!"
At 5:30 in the morning, just as dawn was breaking over the horizon, a sharp whistle sound suddenly pierced the air.
"What's that noise?!"
Hailbo and Yilona almost reflexively jumped out of bed, with the latter immediately rushing to the door of her younger sister's room.
The former, on the other hand, flipped out the window and crouched, lurking at the edge of a bush.
"What is that sound?"
"Idiot, that's the whistle to wake you up. What's with the big reaction?"
"Hmm?"
