The warmth from last night's lap still seemed to linger around the right side of his head. Physically, it made no sense. He'd already slept in his own bed and woken to morning. But for Kenji, that sensation—Lina's soft knees and that strangely vivid feeling of being worried over, which he'd felt while regaining consciousness after collapsing in the erosion zone—was still caught somewhere inside him. Like the lingering unease after taking an awkward nap during a convenience store night shift. He decided to think of it that way. After wolfing down half of breakfast at the Sumigarama Pavilion, Kenji stepped into the corridor of the residential wing. This morning, the fortress's sanitation officer had issued something called a "mandatory medical examination following unconsciousness due to Foresight overload." A notice demanding his appearance at the Medical Wing—"The Chamber of Silence," a recovery facility in one corner of the fortress's stone section where healers were always station