My plan to set up my tent far away from the Hero’s party starting the next day ended up being unnecessary. It seemed the Hero and the heroines, aware of the embarrassing sounds they’d made, had already taken the initiative to pitch their tents as far apart as possible.

It was amusing to think that, despite everything, they still had a sense of shame. At the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder if they intended to keep at it until we left the Abyss.

It wasn’t exactly incomprehensible. They’d been suppressing their desires for a long time, and now …