After the meditation, the witch handed him the Dungeon Master Job Manual she had made for herself.
"I made this myself for my fourth job," she said. "I was living in a hut then, and I thought a woman might as well build her own house if no one meant to give her one."
Then she showed him her lotus.
Joji remembered at once how vast it was.
True, it was nowhere near the size of the Everhart estate, but it still stretched to nearly a quarter of that scale.
That was no small thing. One might even have compared it to one of the largest shopping centers back on Earth.
"What you mean is that I will need something like a lotus too," Joji said.
"You don't have to go that far," the witch replied with a smile.
She reached into the lotus, her face taking on the look of someone feeling through clutter. Then she drew out a sword.
It stood like a shard of midnight, long and merciless, its black blade swallowing every trace of light.
