In the inn, Ash opened his eyes, feeling a chilling sensation on his back, and his arms were ice-cold—the dampness from the floor was intense.
Wait, how did I end up on the floor?
Ash sat up and saw Liss, wearing a seal-themed robe, spread out in a "big" shape occupying the entire single bed. It was no secret that he had been kicked off.
Looking at those little feet that kept stretching out from under the blanket, Ash could almost see how he was slowly pushed out of bed by this little creature.
After tucking in the "little seal," Ash sat on a nearby chair. Without turning on the lights, he summoned the "Secret Poison Diary" and began to write about tonight's experiences and gains from the back—adventures were recorded chronologically at the front, while he thought immediate life events should be documented in the back. The Mage who had picked up his diary copy seemed to enjoy reading it, as the viewing figures were steadily increasing.
