The large bed made by Raon was strangely circular, and everyone was lying around Qiong Xing in the center.
There was clearly enough space to sleep wherever they wanted, but for some reason only Qiong Xing was designated to be in the middle.
"Is that a problem?"
It was not that it was a problem, but it was strange.
It felt like a child insisting they had to sit in the middle.
"But if we don't do it like this, we can't all touch Qiong Xing, right?"
He did not understand why they needed to be touching him at all.
"...…We are just sleeping, right?"
"Yeah, but if we sleep like usual, we will end up fighting every day."
Why would sleeping lead to fighting?
He did not understand that at all.
"So it means everyone wants to sleep close to Qiong Xing," Joa explained, unable to watch any longer.
"Before it was just Leander and the others, but now there are more people, right? It would be unfair as mates if only Leander and the others got to sleep next to you."
