When Hobart saw the familiar rooftop, he suddenly yawned.
Basking in the warm sunlight, feeling languid all over, with his lover beside him—this was simply perfect for an afternoon nap.
But he could not sleep today. After yawning again, he set up an altar to receive a bestowal and obtained the method for making charms with a Time Worm.
This knowledge had appeared directly in his mind as well. He only needed to "recall" it, and it would immediately surface.
Fors also struggled to sit up. "I need to write a letter to my teacher."
Hobart cleaned up the altar, only to find that she had lain back down. "Why aren't you writing it now?"
"I'll lie down and think it through first. Once I've figured it out, I'll get up and write." As Fors spoke, she yawned too.
"Oh." Hobart began packing to return to Backlund. He put on his coat, took several documents about Longtail Island that Fors had brought, as well as three coconuts.
Finally, he picked up his cane. When he looked at Fors again, the writer who had supposedly been thinking about how to write her letter had already fallen asleep.
Hobart smiled helplessly, kissed Fors on the forehead, then returned to Backlund using “travel.”
He arrived in the Study and had just sacrificed 20,000 Pounds in cash and the "Tyrant" card to The Fool when butler Doffis reported, "A gentleman named Leonard wishes to see you."
Hobart froze, then immediately rose to his feet. "Take me to him."
Soon, in a Small Reception Room, Hobart met Leonard, with his black hair and green eyes, striking features, and somewhat carefree, casual air.
Leonard smiled. "Looks like the light bulb factory is keeping you very busy!"
"Not bad. Probably not as busy as you people." Hobart