Klein, having successfully subjugated Round Deer, looked utterly exhausted.
He lay on the grass, which had returned to normal, limbs spread wide in the shape of a "big," staring at the inverted sea overhead.
Not bad—the view really was nice.
Reaching out casually, he unsurprisingly grabbed a macaron from the grass. Klein brought it to his mouth and took a bite, his expression immediately turning satisfied.
Desserts in this world were still far too scarce, and sugar was outrageously expensive.
He had not eaten something like this in a long time.
If he had known Morien's Imaginary Space was like this, he would have come here every day to freeload on meals.
Perhaps even the Evernight Goddess's divine kingdom was no better than this.
Klein, a follower of the Evernight Goddess who was not devout in the slightest, let his thoughts wander idly.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered that he still had business to attend to today.
After finishing the macaron in two bites, Klein sat up and looked toward Morien, who had returned some distance away. However, he quickly turned his head back and stared at the lawn beneath him again.
Quite a few bugs were crawling over Morien now, triggering Klein's trypophobia.
"How long until the Tarot Club begins?" Klein asked Morien with his head lowered.
"Thirty minutes." Morien tore open a slit in the air and glanced through it at the clock hanging on the wall. "You can start preparing."
"Alright."
Klein stood up from the grass, brushed the blades off his trousers, scooped up a bag of snacks that had suddenly appeared, and walked toward the rift Morien had opened.
"I'll get ready, then pull you over later." He gave a simple farewell, eating as he walked, and left Morien's Imaginary Space.
"Bye-bye~" Morien waved