Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Sir? Sir, wake up~"

Ron, whose consciousness was in complete darkness, suddenly heard what sounded like shouts coming from his ear.

The voice seemed both near and far, both present and absent, as if it were far away yet close at hand. He tried his best to hear what the owner of the voice was saying.

then……

Alice looked at the boy lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes, and her previously anxious face immediately showed joy. She leaned over the bed and whispered:

"Sir, you're finally awake."

The moment he opened his eyes, blurry light shone into them from the outside world, and then gradually became clear.

Ron looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, somewhat bewildered, unsure of his location. As he tried to recall what had happened, a sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through his body, followed by waves of weakness. He struggled to raise his hand, but failed.

"Water~"

After spitting out the word through gritted teeth with all his might, the boy closed his eyes once again.

However, he did not faint this time. It was just that opening his eyes was still a bit difficult for him at the moment, so he chose to close his eyes to reduce the consumption of physical strength.

Alice, who was sitting by the bed, heard the boy's words.

As if she had thought of something, she quickly got up and ran out of the room. A moment later, she returned with a cup of steaming warm water.

She carefully brought the cup to the boy's lips, then spoke softly:

"Sir, here's your water."

Ron listened to the unfamiliar yet gentle female voice, and once again struggled to lift his eyelids, trying to get out of bed, but he couldn't manage it.

Alice seemed to notice his embarrassment, so she quickly placed the water on the table beside her, then went to the bedside and gently helped the boy up from the bed and lean him against the headboard.

After doing all this, the girl brought the glass of water to the boy's lips and, as if caring for a patient, fed him the water little by little.

Ron felt not warmth, but a hint of doubt, as he experienced the meticulous care from the unfamiliar girl.

"Where exactly is this place? And who is this girl?"

Countless questions entwined his mind like vines, but feeling the continuous, intense pain in his body and the depleted spiritual energy in his soul, even with some doubts in his heart, he ultimately chose to remain silent and accept the girl's care.

After all, given his current condition, if it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was unsure of what to say, he really would have coughed himself to death here.

Instead of questioning things that haven't happened yet, it's better to wait and see for now, and at least wait until you've recovered before observing the effects.

Alice supported Ron's head with her left hand and tilted the glass of water with her right, watching the boy sip the water until he finished it. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and then gently laid the boy flat on the bed again, covering him with the blanket.

"Sir, please rest here. Just let me know if you need anything."

After saying this, she silently left the room, making sure to close the door behind her.

Ron lay on the soft bed, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. Everything that was happening at that moment told him that he seemed to have arrived in an unknown place.

He had already remembered everything that had happened before.

A magical and magnificent dream sea, countless fleeting dream bubbles like ephemeral flowers, and the last dream storm in memory, colorful yet dangerous.

Feeling the stinging pain and weakness in his body, Ron finally couldn't resist the drowsiness that was seeping into the depths of his mind.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness once again plunged into darkness.

"Alice, that guy's awake?"

"Kasha, stop calling a gentleman 'that guy' all the time. It's very impolite. If that gentleman finds out, he might get angry."

As Alice stepped out of the room and into the living room, a completely black cat with dark green eyes appeared on the table and began to speak.

Alice, upon hearing the other's words, spoke up with some displeasure, scolding the strange talking kitten.

If someone else were to witness the conversation between the person and the cat, they might find it strange, or even frightening.

After all, what normal cat can talk?

What normal person, upon hearing a cat talk, wouldn't think there's something wrong with their brain and actually choose to respond?

If Ron saw this, his first choice would definitely be to throw a probe at him.

Unfortunately, apart from the boy sleeping in bed, there were only two living creatures in the house: a person and a cat.

"Okay, okay, I understand, Alice. But first you have to tell me, why did you inexplicably bring a strange man home?"

Upon hearing Kasha's words, the girl fell silent.

For a moment, I didn't know how to answer my companion: was it fate's arrangement or divine instruction?

Let alone the other person, even I, if I heard someone say that, would probably think that person was joking with me.

A girl who has lived a carefree life since childhood seems to have a faint melancholy in her heart, just like teenagers who have just entered puberty. They have a hazy fantasy about love, but they can't tell their families. That feeling of pent-up frustration slowly accumulates in their hearts, eventually forming a kind of melancholy unique to youth.

"Alice, you've changed. You used to tell me everything. Aren't we best friends? Do you think I would tell anyone if you told me your secret?"

You clearly don't trust me. If you don't trust me, why should I continue talking to you here? I know, you've grown up. In your heart, I, your childhood friend, am not so important anymore. I understand, I get it all. It's time to say goodbye. My friend, my existence seems to have interfered with your life...

While Alice was still pondering how to explain things to Kasha...

Suddenly, as if it understood something, a trace of human-like sadness inexplicably appeared on its face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

I don't understand how a cat can make such an expression.

But this actually happened right before the girl's eyes. Listening to the other person's incessant mutterings, and seeing that figure that seemed about to leave at any moment, Alice finally gave in. Her cherry-red lips pouted, and she weakly uttered:

"No~"

Urgent! Major plot twist! Watch now!