Rael had stopped keeping track of time after a few months. Honestly, he really hoped that Beatrice would become some nice lady after a bit, but sadly, that wasn't the case.
"Can you buy another... what's it called again?"
"Television."
"Yeah, buy that one," Beatrice urged. "The remote slipped out of my hands last time. I couldn't help it."
He glanced at the five TVs on the ground that had holes in them, then let out an exhausted breath.
"You're not getting anything else."
The moment he said that, Rael created a thin thread of mana between him and Beatrice. It was nearly instant, and she had no time to react as he overtook her body.
All the while, since the thread of mana was still connected to his main body, Rael managed to not fall and even walk.
"You know, I've been thinking over it, and it seems a little inefficient," Rael said. "I mean, by using that thread, you're kind of revealing yourself, aren't you?"
