At half past six in the morning, before dawn, Ayano got up. Because most of what he ate and drank yesterday was vomited out, Ayano didn't feel a hangover when he woke up. At this time, Team Zhou was already awake, and he didn't know where he was going.
Ayano put on his clothes, packed his things, and arrived in the courtyard. At this time, the sky was beginning to light up.
Team Zhou was sitting at the door, holding a bowl of porridge and chatting with the owner. It was really early enough to get up.
Seeing Ayano coming, Team Zhou got up, filled Ayano with rice porridge for the night, and said with concern, "I drank a lot yesterday, are you alright?"
"It's all right." Ayano took the rice porridge handed over by Team Zhou with both hands: "Thank you Team Zhou."
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