Express Mail and Earnest Greetings

DING

[Talent's daily use available. Use: Yes/No]

As the morning sun dispersed its gentle warmth through the city, filtering to illuminate Adam's peaceful face, the notification's sharp noise echoed. 

YAWN

With a delighted smile, he massaged his relaxed shoulders, a luxury forgotten for ten torturous years, as he pressed yes.

As the red wheel appeared in a burst of scarlet flames and the rattling needle reverberated in the bedroom, he walked to a basin of freshwater placed on a plain chair by the window, mumbling. "Instead of weapons, I'll ask Muramasa to craft a divine-ranked bed." 

Watching his solemn face in the water, he chuckled. It might sound stupid, but it was anything but a joke. Never again would he sleep like a beast subjected to nature's whims.