The course of action is set!

"Haa..."

Cranberry woke up and sighed.

She was buried under the covers, but in a completely different position than how she fell asleep in.

Without getting out, she stretched carefully, testing the mobility of all of her limbs.

"..."

Nothing felt wrong, but honestly, that was exactly what was making her confused.

In the end, Cranberry couldn't just stay hidden forever, so she took a deep breath and pulled the covers off.

There it was, her room.

"You actually didn't kill me."

She spoke, staring at the familiar ceiling, and turned towards the blue undead casually sitting on the floor beside her bed, as if that was the place he belonged.

"Graough? (Did you really thought I'd do that?)"

Zombie tilted his head in confusion.

"Well... Yes."

Cranberry's eyes darted to the left.

"Graough?! (Master, how could you even think that?!)"

Zombie gasped deeply offended.