In the dim military camp, the sound of running water could be heard.
Chelina immersed herself in the bathtub, taking her time before surfacing to catch her breath.
"Huh?"
She looked at the little bat standing on the table, with white fur at its collar like a little white scarf: "Why are you here?"
The little bat flapped its wings to the edge of the bathtub, moving slowly and silently, with a hint of disappointment in its voice: "Where did you hide the cookie box? I can't find it anywhere."
"I didn't hide it; it's in the drawer."
The little bat let out an "Oh," reluctantly transformed back into human form, ran to the cabinet, took out the cookie box from the drawer, and pulled out a cookie coated with rich chocolate sauce, chewing it seriously.
"Nina, don't you feel bored during the time I'm not with you?"
"It's okay."
