On the Virtual World's Sea of Knowledge.

A lone little boat drifted across the surface of the sea. Inside, a veela wearing an off-shoulder knit sweater lay lazily, looking up at the sky shrouded in white mist. She seemed lost in thought, staring blankly into the distance. It was only when the little bat landed on her shoulder and urged her to move that she reluctantly began steering the boat away.

Soon, the boat stopped again. The owner had clearly lost all motivation to work. If not for the fact that one could not remain in the same location within the Sea of Knowledge for too long, she probably would have simply stayed there and slacked off until the end of her shift.

"Ugh~" Freya hugged the little bat tightly to her chest and complained resentfully. "Why hasn't any sorcerer found me yet…? Tsk, why does the Golden Fish require two sorcerers to fly into the sky together before they can find it?"

At this point, the veela became furious for the ninety-third time.

She had been angry the entire night after reading...