Entering the luxury bus, I made my way through the empty seats and to my section, where an exquisite gift basket full of various expensive candies, chips, and beverages sat, with an attachment that said, "From the Museum of Magical Artifacts."
... my tastebuds.
Even though I had technically done no work to prevent the museum from being robbed on the outside, I had literally defended their subspace from being robbed by the djinns and taken care of 11 of them!
Of course, I had stolen the subspace instead, but who would you rather have stolen from you: a bunch of djinns with evil ulterior motives or an innocent student like me?
Surely, I was entitled to have part of this gift basket.
"... Would Irene really let me take anything in the gift basket?"
Imagining Irene slapping away my hands every time I attempted to reach for a snack, I realized that there was no way in hell she would let me within a 10-meter radius of the gift basket.
