The shelter was set up, and the tent was pitched on top of it.  
Thanks to everyone working together, we managed to finish earlier than expected.  

"Hmm..."  

My arms weren’t sore, and I wasn’t out of breath.  
Even though the work had been tough, I felt no discomfort—only joy.  
This unfamiliar feeling, so different from what I knew, made it hard to fully enjoy the moment.  

"Gyeoul, are you feeling unwell?"  

My worries must have shown on my face. Midsummer knelt down to meet my eyes, gently stroking my cheek …