"Jaah…" A blond-haired man sat rather lazily on a high-end chair, his legs dangling over the sides as he scrolled down the music interface, trying to find any songs to play.
Meanwhile, the members of his dojo either played cards or sunbathed in the backyard, and a few hacked their weapons against wooden beams.
It wasn't a serious atmosphere, but more of a casual one.
It was clear that over half of them didn't take training seriously and were just part of the dojo to hang out with their friends.
"This shit is boring." Rach said, looking dazzling in his black gi. "If we plan on just hanging out like this, what is the point of logging in when we can do that back in reality?"
"Well, do you have any plans, boss?" A long-legged woman, with sunglasses on her face, asked while enjoying the sunlight on her skin.
"I heard some stuff…" Rach smirked, intentionally delaying his next sentence. "A bunch of players found an entrance to an underground tomb.
