For the next two minutes, Constantine smugly described the beginning of his one-night stand with Morpheus, though Professor Schiller manually censored most of the words. Constantine continued, "But just as we were about to beep—a little trouble came looking for me..."
"You know, I have friends everywhere and I'm always happy to help. I've got quite a few friends in both Heaven and Hell. Sometimes they're a little too enthusiastic and impatient—when they want to find me, they can't wait even a moment..."
"Originally, Little Morpheus and I were really hitting it off, but some clueless fool just had to come knocking at that exact moment. He was in such a hurry that I had no choice but to think of a way to wake up and deal with him..."
Constantine put on a helpless expression. "You know how rude it is to leave so suddenly at such a crucial moment, right? I actually abandoned such a beautiful and passionate lover. God..."
Professor Schiller glanced down at his watch and said, "It's been ten minutes, and you still haven't gotten to the point."
"Almost there..." Constantine took another drag of his cigarette. "About... I forget how many days ago, the Dream Weaver who had worked with me to enter the Dreamscape suddenly told me he was going on a long trip. He would be staying in the Dreamscape for a few days and asked me to look after his body."
"As his friend, of course I couldn't refuse. But I still asked what he was going to do. He said some lunatic from who knew where had turned Dream God's Dreamscape into a complete mess. As a believer, he had to go help his god clean up the disaster."
"He said Dream God had told him that some 'professor' had