I laid upon the bed of my room. Its enormous size mixed with the incredibly comfortable fabric made me feel as if I was lying on top of a cloud.
I know clouds are made of water, but I'm speaking metaphorically.
I'm waiting for any news from Kenji-san or Kany. Those two are supposed to tell me what happens once everything is taken care of. If Kany needs a magic user in any capacity to obtain the mask, then I am fully capable and willing to do that.
For now, however, I wait.
I don't mind this, honestly. It's nice to just relax for a little bit. It sucks that I have something as awful as Derimus Imun-san's occupation hanging over my head, but I suppose that I've always had something hanging over my head. This is just another part of my life now.
