The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the window, casting a warm glow across Satoru's face. The gentle heat stirred him from his slumber, prompting his eyes to flutter open.
"Mmm... it's already the next day..." he mumbled to himself, still groggy from sleep.
With a slow, deliberate motion, Satoru pushed himself upright, the remnants of sleep clinging to his limbs. He stretched lazily, feeling the stiffness in his muscles ease as he inhaled the fresh morning air. His thoughts drifted to the promise he had made to Janne the previous night—today was the day they'd venture down the mountain together.
As he got up, he glanced around his room, sunlight illuminating the wooden beams and simple furnishings, casting long shadows across the floor. He let out a soft sigh of contentment, thinking about how peaceful these mornings were. "Let's get ready," he whispered, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
