Like his beloved cat, Fuzzball, Kim Haru wasn't fond of crowds.
So, once the introductions were done, he made up an excuse and returned to his assigned room.
The villagers, however, stayed at the central gathering area, celebrating with joyful songs.
The room prepared for Kim Haru was in the only building made with a significant amount of stone.
It wasn't large—just a small space with a single table and a simple straw mat for a bed.
Even the restroom was a communal one outside.
Kim Haru quickly tidied up and didn't complain about the conditions.
He had already prepared for this journey and hadn't planned on returning too soon.
Although he couldn't conjure a house out of thin air, he had packed everything he needed—bedding, spare clothes, and other necessities—all neatly stored in his system backpack.