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It was ten o'clock in the morning the next day. The morning was unusually warm for winter time. Clara, who woke up early, gently called the kids who were sleeping in the Star's living room, and as they woke up, she greeted them and they returned the greetings.

Clara led them to the kitchen and prepared some coffee and tea, along with a somewhat neutral breakfast due to the events of last night.

"Katherina... Did you have the tea?" Iu asked, sitting with the others on the cedar stools around the table.

"After 5 attempts, she drank it," replied Clara with a chuckle, serving coffee. "She... will be fine."

"It hurts to see her like this," Bam spoke, helping set the plates. "I've never seen her drunk in my life."

"She only does it when she can't take it anymore," Belinda said, knowing her well. "Would you like some coffee?" she asked Harry and Harrison, who didn't say anything, unable to look at Clara, let alone Idris, who was coming downstairs. "Good morning, sir."

"Not so good," he said,