Hypatia's workshop was unexpectedly quite ordinary.
It was just like a regular office—with two desks and a few scattered stools. There was also a cabinet for documents and books, and even a single bed.
Judging solely by the furniture... aside from the bed, it looked just like an ordinary teacher's office. Everything was plain, without any decorations. If anything, all the furnishings here were made of wood, without the slightest bit of metal or brick. Because of that, the cabinet didn't even have glass.
The walls, ceiling, and floor were all made of wood as well. Even the quilt and the papers on the desk could be considered plant products.
Aside from the furniture, there were also a great many plants in the workshop.
They were all special flowers or vines that could survive only in the Dream Realm—each one looked completely different, and all of them were brimming with life. Iver even saw a well-raised Sin Thorn. It resonated with Iver from afar, and he felt that as long as he transformed into a Sin Beast, he could draw it back into his body.
"...If some of the laws of the Dream Realm are similar to those of the Material Realm..."
Sherlock murmured, "Could it be that someone comes here often?"
He had clearly noticed the condition of the plants in the room as well.
"Not necessarily."
Iver said meaningfully, "You could think about it from another angle—don't use the logic of the Material Realm. The supernatural power of the Material Realm is restricted by the Wall of Equilibrium, but the Dream Realm has no such limitation. You might as well take your thoughts to the absurd extreme."
"You mean..."
Seeing that Iver looked completely calm and unhurried, Sherlock roughly guessed the answer. "It's not that someone has been