2 am, you can't sleep again. Realizing that your situation is doomed to a sleepless night, you still decide to take a serious step

And here you are, in the pitch darkness of the corridor, standing in front of the door of the king of clubs. You opened the door and were surprised. The soft light from the table lamp illuminated the room, and on the bed, sat the king in a nightgown and glasses with a book in his hands, and a blanket on his feet. Frowning slightly, he did not even look at you. A quiet whisper slipped from your lips, and deciding not to disturb him, you were about to leave...

"Why didn't you knock?" His direct voice was quieter than usual. Kuromaku asked without removing the book from his hands. He adjusted his glasses and looked at you, tired and a little irritated. There is no way back