Carlos woke up slowly at first. Then he noticed the unfamiliar softness of the bed he was lying on and jolted awake in an instant. He jerked up and looked around frantically, then stopped as realization and relief flooded through him. All the tension in his body released, and he collapsed back onto the bed with a rueful chuckle. Right, we're actually at the wellspring now, so Purple's building a proper house for us instead of Stelras's tent. And he started with personal rooms and beds for me and Amber.He looked over to the window, where sunlight was streaming in through the gap in the stone walls, and was surprised to find almost modern-looking blinds already on it. The control mechanism was different—the strings and pulleys he was used to were missing—but the layered stack of identical curved slats hanging at the top of the window was unmistakable. [Uh, Purple?]The dungeon core's attention focused on him and digested the wordless focus of his confusion. [Hmm? Oh, those were in your mental image of a "smart home," but I didn't know how to make the strings work right. The strings also seemed weirdly inconsistent with all the things that are supposed to be controlled by movement, voice commands, and other things. I ended up just putting mana control switches on everything. They're at the top, on the crossbeam where the slats stack up.]Carlos glanced at the indicated spot and brushed his mana sense across it, and sure enough, some intangible buttons and switches announced their presence and purposes to him, just like the royal guard gauntlets' enchantments did. He nodded, then stretched and tossed the blanket off toward the foot of the bed. As he swung his legs over the side of the bed, the room brightened on its own. The light had no apparent source, and it was somewhat dim. Everything just got a bit more clearly visible.Carlos raised an eyebrow and commented aloud, "That's, what, a stylish nightlight? Activated by enough movement (...)