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The next morning, Masaru was the first to wake like usual. He felt like he just had a dream about punching nobles even though he clearly knew not to actually do that, unless it was Tohma... But it wasn't like he could control his dreams. Considering that he was used to taking on hoards of rowdy Digimon back in the Digital World almost on a daily basis, he was surprised he didn't have stronger memories of these fighting dreams. Well... Another morning boxing session would probably help clear out his urges. The rest of the day was going to be pretty big for him and the aforementioned noble, after all. The two of them did eventually make it to bed after their... intense moments in front of the fireplace. They even managed to put clothes on for sleep, with the extreme chill of winter nights fighting against the household heating. Despite going to bed as normal, the brunet woke up with Tohma sleeping soundly on his chest... No doubt due to how the brunet had moved around in his sleep. He

The next morning, Masaru was the first to wake like usual. He felt like he just had a dream about punching nobles even though he clearly knew not to actually do that, unless it was Tohma... But it wasn't like he could control his dreams. Considering that he was used to taking on hoards of rowdy Digimon back in the Digital World almost on a daily basis, he was surprised he didn't have stronger memories of these fighting dreams. Well... Another morning boxing session would probably help clear out his urges. The rest of the day was going to be pretty big for him and the aforementioned noble, after all. The two of them did eventually make it to bed after their... intense moments in front of the fireplace. They even managed to put clothes on for sleep, with the extreme chill of winter nights fighting against the household heating. Despite going to bed as normal, the brunet woke up with Tohma sleeping soundly on his chest... No doubt due to how the brunet had moved around in his sleep. He

The next morning, Masaru was the first to wake like usual. He felt like he just had a dream about punching nobles even though he clearly knew not to actually do that, unless it was Tohma... But it wasn't like he could control his dreams. Considering that he was used to taking on hoards of rowdy Digimon back in the Digital World almost on a daily basis, he was surprised he didn't have stronger memories of these fighting dreams. Well... Another morning boxing session would probably help clear out his urges. The rest of the day was going to be pretty big for him and the aforementioned noble, after all. The two of them did eventually make it to bed after their... intense moments in front of the fireplace. They even managed to put clothes on for sleep, with the extreme chill of winter nights fighting against the household heating. Despite going to bed as normal, the brunet woke up with Tohma sleeping soundly on his chest... No doubt due to how the brunet had moved around in his sleep. He

Franz Norstein knew he wasn't always the brightest bulb in the room, or honestly the brightest bulb in most any situation, but he did his best to keep his intentions within a clear conscience... at least to the best of his abilities... Within the limits of his circumstances... Needless to say, more often than not, he ended up not making the impacts in life he truly wanted rather than actually getting his ideal results. Yet life would still carry on, regardless of his actions and regardless of his... inactions. Regardless of his lack of ability to follow through with his convictions to the bitter end... He deplored that part about himself, and he detested how long it took him to become aware of his shortcomings in the first place. It had taken him far too long... For far too long, he'd relied heavily upon his noble name to get through most of his life. With just the power of his noble name, he had access to the best education, the best connections, the best experiences mankind