Having written the final letter and added the last period, Dorothy set down the pen in her hand and gently kneaded her right hand with her left beneath the desk lamp.
The study at 6 Saint Derain Square was lit, while beyond the window lay the smoke-shrouded nighttime view of the city. This was Tobesk's most common sight in late autumn, after all, Tobesk had begun heating its homes as well.
"Not a bad story. Demons and such definitely can't be put into a book, but that final twist was truly interesting."
Miss Writer looked with great satisfaction at the story Shade had told and she had recorded. She planned to adapt this story about Greed into a new tale divided into three parts: beginning, middle, and end.
Luvia, who was seated in a chair against the wall listening to the story, was more concerned with what lesson the story itself was meant to teach:
"So where is that trapdoor? This makes the fifth Tree Hollow you've acquired, doesn't it?"
"Yes, but the fourth one, which was that coffin, was destroyed, so this is actually the fourth. I removed the trapdoor from Hoy Manor and temporarily left it with the Forest Elf for safekeeping. Once the Witches arrive over the weekend, I'll have Illustrious Miss place it on the ship for safekeeping."
Thinking of that Ship Girl, Shade, seated outside the desk, could not help smiling as well:
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen her in a long time. I really do miss her a little."
The Duchess seated in the chair beneath the window smiled and asked Luvia:
"Does he truly prefer girls with tails to human girls? I heard there are tail-shaped accessories that can be worn around the body like a belt. Would you like