“Great Master, did you sleep well?”
“I did.”
I stood outside the guest house, watching as Yoran went around offering her morning greetings one by one.
“Second Master, you didn’t have any bad dreams, did you?”
“I slept well.”
The Sword Demon and the Drunk were still awkward, offering no real responses, while Yoran stepped in front of and bowed her head.
“Third Master.”
“Mm.”
Yoran looked up at and asked,
“Did you get so sleep? Or did you stay up all night?”
I shook my head.
“No, I slept well too.”
“Yes.”
She then moved to the side and bowed to the Lecher.
“...Senior Brother, did you sleep well?”
The Lecher let out a sigh and nodded.
“Yoran, you should call Youngest Master. Why did that change to Senior Brother overnight? Yesterday you called Youngest Master.”
Yoran glanced at , then turned to him and said,
“If I call you Youngest Master, then I have to call the Great Master ‘Grandmaster.’ But Senior Brother said Senior Brother is correct.”
“Who said that?”
“Third Master did.”
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