As for Waylen, he wanted to smoke a cigarette.

But when he looked at Rena, he gave up the idea of smoking. Then he held her in his arms and sat with her on the bench.

"Thank you for waking up early to make soup for Cecilia," he said gratefully.

"By the way, how is Elva? Is she obedient?"

Rena nodded and leaned on his shoulder.