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"Anyway, why does it smell so awful in here?" Lumien muttered, wrinkling his nose.

Then, a wave of confusion hit him as he glanced down at himself. "Wait, why am I naked? And where the hell are my clothes?"

As his gaze shifted to the bed, his alarm grew. "What the... why is my bed soaking wet?!"

For the next few minutes, Lumien sat clutching his head, his mind racing to piece together what could have happened the night before. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything in particular. It was as if nothing unusual had occurred, and he'd simply slept soundly through the night.

Yesterday, at the start of their journey, he hadn't been given a chance to see his hometown city or the daily life of its people. His father had taken them straight to the planned route, leaving no room for sightseeing.