He went downstairs in slippers to fetch the milk and newspaper, and also moved God's Gift Box from the basement upstairs. This week's gift was a thick brown wool scarf, perfect for wearing in this season. As for this week's task, it was "no task."
When Shade received this information from "her," he thought he had misheard, but he soon learned why:
Innocent Creator believed that children sometimes needed rest.
"That deity is truly admirable."
Shade muttered softly, putting away the scarf to wear when it snowed. Just as he was "fighting" the cat lying on the scarf for ownership of it, a knock suddenly came from downstairs:
"Could it be a client?"
But when Shade opened the door, he saw Dorothy with her head lowered. The Blonde Young Lady looked somewhat haggard, as though she had only briefly washed up before coming here.
"Come in. Oh, Dorothy, don't you have a key? Why knock?"
Shade let Dorothy inside.
"Why are you here so early? Have you eaten breakfast? If not, eat first and tell me afterward. I can share Little Mia's goat milk with you. I secretly tasted it last time, and it was actually pretty good."
"Meow?"
The cat higher up on the stairs looked at Shade's back.
"No, there's something I need to tell you. My place was robbed."
Dorothy stood in the entryway as she spoke, and Shade froze.
"Robbed? Oh, don't tell me... Looking at you, it must be that relic, Jack the Thief, right? My Dorothy, don't be sad. Losing things is normal. I heard yesterday that even the Ring Arcanist Squad's base at the Orthodox Church had something stolen. After all, that was a Sage Level Relic."
He took Dorothy's hand.
"Let's go upstairs first. What did you lose? Was it valuable? Don't