That was normal enough. Little Nine hadn't asked.
"Still, since the Dimensional Sea has things like the Alchemist Guild, Sage Guild, Blacksmith Guild, and Adventurer's Guild, why isn't there a Puppeteer Guild?" Chen Luo asked curiously.
"Then go ask the Magic Conch yourself," Little Nine said irritably.
Right now, Little Nine was like some unlucky fool guarding a treasure vault, separated from it by only a single wall, yet without a key.
And that wall was tempered glass—transparent, letting her see the treasures inside and making her itch with desire the longer she looked.
"Excellent. I've already decided on the next question for Haruhi Suzumiya—why isn't there a Puppeteer Guild? Is this discrimination against puppeteers? Damn it!"
"Hey, wait, don't waste such a precious opportunity on your own indignation. Why not have Haruhi Suzumiya ask how I can get to the Dimensional Sea or become an agent instead?" Little Nine hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
Why were you so hung up on that Puppeteer Guild anyway?
"How is that question unimportant? The only puppeteers I've ever met in my life are Alice and me. Working behind closed doors can't compare to the progress made through mutual exchange," Chen Luo said.
"And you keep trying to persuade me, so why don't you persuade yourself? Stop obsessing over your Dimensional Sea. Isn't the bar enough for you to explore?"
"Of course it isn't. Your bar is only this big. Do you know how I spend every day stuck in here?"
"Heh, whatever makes you happy. Anyway, you currently have neither transportation nor a way to get out. But if you can find a way out, I can get you transportation... or at least lend it to you temporarily."
"Hm? You have a vehicle that can travel through the Dimensional Sea?"
"Sort of?"