Opening his eyes, a new day began. Bologue slowly got up, rubbing his temples vigorously to try and alleviate the fatigue in his mind.
Bologue had a strict biological clock, and he slept very little, but that didn't mean he didn't need rest. Last night, by the time he got home, it was already very late. After sleeping only a few hours, he woke again, his whole body filled with exhaustion from the earlier confrontation with the Condenser.
"Ah..."
Bologue let out a big yawn, looking out at the morning from the window, his gaze somewhat vacant, lost in thought.
After getting dressed, Bologue sat on the sofa, turning on the radio to wait.
"Hello listeners! I'm Dudel, your twice-a-day loyal friend. Welcome to this program!"
The familiar voice sounded. The radio show had unmistakably become a part of Bologue's daily life.
As the songs played, Bologue closed his eyes in contemplation.
