Sage smiled faintly as memories of two days ago drifted through his mind.
The recollection surfaced unexpectedly, ink-stained fingers, lamplight flickering against parchment, and the system's indignant protests echoing in his thoughts.
He let out a soft chuckle, low and brief, before leaning back into his chair once more. The wooden legs creaked quietly beneath him as he relaxed, fingers loosely interlaced over his abdomen, staring up at the ceiling of the Adventurer Guild Hall with an unfocused gaze.
Everything was in place. Everything was perfect, or at least perfect in his eyes.
As long as Mina's elder sister proved to be reasonable. As long as she didn't take things too far. As long as she remained someone open to conversation and negotiation.
If that were the case, then this entire situation could unfold smoothly, almost elegantly.
Truthfully, Sage hadn't thought about things turning out this way.
