Chapter 2
From what professor told me, the domain itself was a living thing, a species of organism born from the goddess will. It is born with a high concentration of magical particles and forms as a domain core, like this ball of crystal in the bedroom of this house.
Like many other organisms, domain core were born weak and frail. They were incredible easy to destroy early on in their infancy.
Back in the future, domain lords were particularly well known for their domain-crushing antics. Their attacks were heavily driven by greed. Or at least what I assumed to be greed. The domain’s core, the pearl-like orb that served as its heart, was hunted because afterall, they can absorb the remaining power of the domain they usurped.
In the future where stronger monsters born in the world, domain lords needs any means to be stronger and protect their domain.
Unfortunately, humans weren’t the only creatures that attacked domains. Monsters, born from the dark miasma that falls every night, did as well. Domain cores were rich in goddess Oriya''s mana, and thus, the monsters’ instincts drove them to destroy them along with the humans whom goddess Oriya''s creation as well.
In other words, domains will havd enemies on all sides after the great storm.
Everyone and everything was hostile.
And it was for that reason that born of a domain often accompanies the awakening of a domain lords, guardians that could protect them from the harsh environments in which they were born. Domains concentrated their magical energies in their domain lords and allowed them to become much more powerful than ever before. In exchange, the domain lords protected the domain and bolstered their chances of survival.
It was a picture perfect example of a symbiotic relationship. Just as what goddess Oriya ambitioned creating the domain system.
A place to protect her dearest humans as the world collapses in the future.
Now comes again my one week dilemma on mornings: figuring out breakfast. Looking at the wall clock in the dining room, the time says its 7:47AM.
I opened up the goddess blessing system and headed to one of the domain lord exclusive blessing UI: the Domain Shop. It has different catalogues and I began browsing for something I could turn into a quick bite. There were many options to choose from, almost too many.
It took me a while to make up my mind, but I ended up settling on a heavy meal. Since this day seems like it will be a heavy day. I purchase Tonkatsu Meal which costed 240 DP. Ugh... cooked meals here sure is pricy.
The tonkatsu meal appeared immediately at the dining table and I casually plopped down on the chair. If cooked meals are pricy, then raw foods are cheaper like fruits, vegetables, and meats. But cooking them... I don''t know how to cook.
I need to get a cook soon to save some money. But... If I pay money to the cook, wouldn''t it just be another way of spending money? What a dilemma. Is living back to this era always this hard?
There''s no more plantation, nor food manufacturing factories. All raw foods now comes from domain lords and their exclusive domain shops. Every humans relies on domain lords to live.
This was an era of absolute reliance on domain lords, as the history said. Every piece of food, every tool, every resource—people could only get them through us. It made sense in theory, but in practice? It felt... strange. Like we were playing gods, deciding who got to live comfortably and who had to struggle. I wasn''t sure how I felt about that."
Though I’d found myself a seat, I was by no means relaxed. In fact, I was feeling somewhat anxious. I needed to earn more DP. I’d only started with a 1,000 DP last week. And was earning 3,000 DP passively per day. If I spend money on managing my domain, spending money of humans and other things to help my domain grow stronger, my resources were sure to run dry if I just sat around, and I wasn’t exactly what I would call keen on starving to death.
There were a total of three different ways to get DP or domain points.
The first was to wait. The domain grants naturally generated passive DP to all my domain followers as time passed. It seemed that the precise amount of DP gained depended on their levels.
Meaning, the more I recruited, the more I passively earned. The higher their levels are, the more I also earn.
But, my domain, which was apparently just the lone house for the time being, could only generate my passive DP regeneration. The amount I passively gained was enough to support mildly my domain in the mean time.
Heck it was enough for self-support only for now.
Though I noticed Yamamoto-san pledged herself and her family under my domain which means my domain now have five people.
Though, who knows how much it will cost for me to support shelter, food, equipment, and daily activities of my domain.
Not to mention I have so much defensive plans to build on this domain.
The second method was also somewhat meddlesome but it is our responsibility as awakened humans. The domain would generate DP as long as we kill monsters, extract mana cores from them and donate it to the domain core. More powerful enemies provided more DP.
The final method was allowing the domain core to absorb corpses and items or garbages as a lot call it. The method generated varying amounts of DP; it seemed the exact quantity depended on what the domain core was fed. Well, mostly, they feed mana cores.
That''s why killing monsters or mining them in mana rich environments is a grind. There are also herbs and trees that are mana rich but they are not as safe as mining them in a secured cave like the one I secretly found inside Mount Fuji.
My domain was located in southern tip of Nagano Prefecture, Japan. After I quietly ate my breakfast with dilemmas here and there, I went out of the house. My domain is somewhere on the mountains, forest and plains.
The morning sun painted the sky in soft golds and blues, stretching light across the empty land that was now my domain. A breeze rolled through the open plains, rustling the tall grass at the edges of the nearby forest. Aside from that, everything was still. Too still.
I stood at the center of it all, hands in my pockets, surveying the barren landscape. No walls. No roads. No structures. Just dirt, grass, and a single house that came with the domain core.
I don''t even know whose house was that. Just that it manifested as my domain manifested.
But then again, even with that lone house, it didn’t look like the start of something great—it looked like a wasteland.
"So this is what a fresh start looks like," I muttered under my breath.
It felt strange. In the future, I had seen domains fall, swallowed by monsters or conquered by stronger lords. Back then, the fight was just about survival.
Well, everything changed after the start of great storm. What did they call that turn of era again? Domain Lords Battle Royale?
Now, standing here, with a domain of my own, the real battle was something else entirely first—building something out of nothing.
I had a plan. Last day’s meeting with Yamamoto-san settled that much. I even spent my last night finalizing a skill inside Mount Fuji.
But looking at this empty land now, I could feel the weight of my expectations pressing down.
Then, cutting through the silence, I heard it—the low rumble of an approaching truck engine.
I turned toward the sound, exhaling slowly.
"Right on time." Two mini-trucks is heading towards where I am heading. I even saw Yamamoto-san peeked out and eyed me out.
The trucks rumbled to a stop, kicking up a small cloud of dust as their engines died down. I watched as the first door swung open, and Yamamoto Yuriko hopped down, dressed in casual yet practical clothes—jeans, a light jacket, and a cap shielding her from the morning sun.
She dusted off her hands, then looked up at me with a bright, eager smile. "Good morning, Sir Meir!" Her voice was warm, a stark contrast to the empty land surrounding us.
Before I could respond, she took a quick glance around and let out a small laugh. "Wow... it''s really just open land, huh?"
I smirked. "Told you."
Yamamoto-san didn’t seem discouraged, though. Instead, she clapped her hands together and turned back toward the truck. "Well... Everything great has to start somewhere."
As if on cue, the truck’s doors opened, and her family stepped down—her father, a sturdy-looking man with sleeves rolled up, ready to work. Her mother, carrying a warm, motherly aura, already eyeing the area like she was planning and skeptical of the place. And lastly, a younger girl peeking out shyly from behind her mother—her little sister, likely still half-asleep from the early trip.
Yamamoto-san gestured to them. "Sir Meir, this is my family. My dad''s ready to help with construction, my mom will handle meals, and my little sister..." She glanced at the girl, who immediately clung to her mother. "...will mostly just be studying online, but she promised to help where she can."
Her father gave me a respectful nod. "I hope you don''t mind us settling in."
"Not at all," I replied. "Welcome to the domain."
I already knew that she added her family to the list of my domain followers. Since the numbers of my domain followers went up to 4/99 last night.
Meanwhile, the second truck’s doors swung open, and a group of workers stepped out, carrying pickaxes and equipment. Their presence made it clear—the work was about to begin.
Yamamoto-san turned back to me with that same kind smile. "Shall we get started, Sir Meir?"
"Let''s talk inside the house in the meantime." I suggested and we all headed to the lone house in the domain.
We headed towards the dining room whereas it is also connected to the living room. Some workers sat in the sofa while Yamamoto-san, and what looks like a head engineer sat also together with me in the dining table.
"Sir Meir, this is Tanaka-san," Yamamoto-san introduced as the man, who looks like in his late twenties, offered me a handshake. "From Hachiji Builders."
"Hello. Sir Meir, right? I''m Tanaka Kentaro. Senior Engineer from Hachiji Builders. We''re an upstart construction company that started last year. But don''t worry, Sir Meir, our engineers has already experiences working on different domain constructions."
I shook his hand firmly. "Good to have you here, Tanaka-san. I assume Yamamoto-san has already given you a rough idea of what we need?"
Tanaka-san gave a confident nod as he settled back into his seat. "Yes, Sir Meir. First of all, this is my profile."
[ Profile Window
Name: Tanaka Kentaro
Age: 28
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Job: Non-Awakened
Level: N/A
Skills:
Engineering Lvl. 3
Team Management Lvl. 2
Rapid Construction Lvl. 2
Resource Management Lvl. 2 ]
I glanced over Tanaka-san’s profile window, nodding to myself. His skills were solid—efficient, practical, exactly what I needed for the foundation of this domain. Engineering at Level 3 was reassuring, but what really caught my attention was Rapid Construction and Resource Management. Those weren’t just passive skills; they meant he had experience optimizing both time and materials. It was a relief to know I wasn’t throwing my DP at an amateur.
“So, what kind of projects are we looking at, Sir Meir? Yamamoto-san mentioned that this is a new domain, so I assume we’re starting from scratch?”
I leaned back slightly, crossing my arms as I considered how to explain it. “Yes, we’re at square one. For now, the priority is three key structures: a cafeteria, a starting shelter for the Yamamoto family and starting families, and a mineshaft main building to support future mining operations.”
Tanaka-san nodded along, but the moment I mentioned the mineshaft, his eyes widened in surprise. “Wait—hold on. You have a mineshaft? Does that mean this domain has a mana crystal deposit?”
I caught the subtle shift in his tone—curiosity mixed with something else. Respect? Envy? Either way, it was clear that a mineshaft wasn’t just another building to him.
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“That’s right,” I confirmed, watching his reaction closely. “It’s not just any mine, either. There’s a confirmed mana crystal vein beneath the domain.”
Tanaka-san let out a low whistle, shaking his head in amazement. “Now that’s rare. Most new domains struggle just to sustain their DP flow, but with a mana crystal mine? That’s practically a guaranteed long-term income.” He leaned back, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
He chuckled, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. “I’ve worked on two mineshaft projects before. Both domains started small, just like this, but once their mining operations took off, they shot up in rank. Of course, once they became successful, they swapped us out for bigger-name firms to handle their large-scale expansions.” He shrugged good-naturedly. “That’s just how the industry works, but it’s always satisfying to see a domain thrive from something we helped build.”
I gave a small, knowing smile. “I see.”
Tanaka-san’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he continued. “A cafeteria? That’s a bit unusual for a starting domain, but I see the logic. Feeding workers and hunters efficiently will keep productivity up.”
“Exactly. Food and shelter come first, but the long-term goal is self-sufficiency. The mineshaft will be essential.” I tapped a finger against the table. “I have pre-designed blueprints for these buildings, which should streamline construction. Your team will handle the actual building process, and I’ll provide the materials as needed.”
Tanaka-san exchanged a glance with Yamamoto-san before looking back at me. “Pre-designed, huh? That should make our job easier but will also reduce our earnings, hahaha. Can I see the blueprints?”
I nodded, reaching into my storage and pulling out the architectural plans. The designs, of course, came from the future—thick steel reinforcements, glass-paneled roofing for natural light, and brass fixtures for both function and aesthetics. It felt like a steampunk theme of buildings and I don''t know how they came out on top on surviving the long battle royale.
Tanaka-san took one look at them and let out a low whistle. “Hah… You weren’t kidding. This is way more refined than I expected. Almost feels like something out of a high-tech industrial era.”
One of the workers, peering over his shoulder, muttered, “Boss, if we build something like this, people are gonna think we’ve got some big-time backer.”
Tanaka-san took his time examining the blueprints I provided, his fingers gliding over the detailed sketches of the basic housing, mineshaft main building, and cafeteria. Every now and then, he would glance at the material list I handed him, occasionally typing something into his calculator. The soft click-clack of buttons filled the quiet room as I waited for his assessment.
After a few minutes, he exhaled and set the calculator down. "Alright, Sir Meir, here''s the breakdown," he said, straightening his posture.
He tapped the first blueprint—the basic housing. "For the residential shelter, including labor and materials, we’re looking at 2.2 million DP."
What the hell?! For real?! I can''t help but look at Yamamoto-san with wide eyes.
His hand moved to the mineshaft main building. "This one is the most resource-intensive. Reinforcement structures, ventilation, storage areas—everything considered, it''ll be 12 million DP."
Finally, he gestured to the cafeteria. "A large-scale kitchen, storage, and dining area. 5.7 million DP to build everything up to standard."
Tanaka-san folded his arms and leaned slightly back in his chair. "So in total, for all three structures, including full labor costs, we’re looking at 19.9 million DP. Given our workforce, we can complete everything within one week."
The number hit like a boulder. Nearly 20 million DP.
I kept my expression composed, but inside, my mind was already racing. That’s an astronomical amount compared to what I currently have.
I only have about 20,000 DP on my passive generation of DP. I even thought I was generating a huge amount of DP per day but I guess not...
Well, I have some extra emergency DP I''ve been saving up from clearing monster domains around my domain.
Tanaka-san watched me carefully. "I know it''s a big investment," he admitted. "But I assure you this is the lowest cost we can offer to you. What do you think, Sir Meir?"
What do I think? This is my first time contracting with a construction firm that I''m at a lost.
I glanced at Yamamoto-san to at least get her thoughts.
Yamamoto-san, sensing my hesitation, leaned forward with that same reassuring smile. "Sir Meir, I understand that this is a large sum, but I can personally vouch for Hachiji Builders. They may be a young company, but they’ve already completed multiple projects for some of the most prominent domain lords in Japan."
She pulled out a tablet from her bag, tapping the screen a few times before turning it toward me. "Here, take a look. I compiled a portfolio of their previous projects."
On the screen, high-resolution images flicked past—massive office buildings, sleek industrial workshops, fortified training facilities, and even multi-tiered residential districts designed for sustainable living. Each project was stamped with an approval mark from different domain lords.
"As you can see, they’ve worked with names like Izanami Guild, Black Typhoon Guild, and Fushigawa Conglomerate Guild," she continued. "Even Shingen Guild, one of the most secure independent strongholds in central Japan, used their services for expansion."
I kept my expression neutral, nodding as if I recognized every single name. In truth, I had no idea who these people were. None of these guilds or domain lords meant anything to me—I wasn’t from this time. All the major names I remembered were from decades in the future, when the world was in ruin.
Still, I couldn’t let that show. I exhaled slowly, maintaining my composure. "It’s impressive work," I admitted, glancing at Tanaka, who was watching me expectantly.
"Of course, if you need time to consider—" Yamamoto-san began, but I shook my head.
"No, I just need to figure out the funding," I said. Nearly twenty million DP. I needed a way to secure it—and fast.
Yamamoto-san tapped her fingers lightly on the table, her expression thoughtful. "Sir Meir, if securing the funds is the issue, have you considered taking a loan from the JNHA Bank? They have financial programs specifically designed to support starting domain lords."
I frowned slightly. "A loan?"
She nodded. "Yes. The Japan National Hunter Association runs its own banking institution to provide financial aid to newly established domains. They offer low-interest loans, but there’s a catch—you’d have to participate in mandatory raid missions until the debt is repaid."
That didn’t sit well with me. Debt. Owing something to an organization. Being tied down.
I already have my mission also.
She must have noticed my hesitation because she quickly added, "I actually have a few colleagues from university who now work in the JNHA Bank. I can reach out to them and see if they can get you favorable terms." She smiled again, trying to be reassuring.
I clenched my fist under the table. This could solve my problem, but at what cost?
Raids meant risk, forced encounters with monsters outside of my control. I wasn’t opposed to fighting—I had already been killing monsters for the past week for practicing myself—but my mission already demanded my full attention.
Heck I''m just inserting this domain management as a way to pass time in idle times.
Am I this heavily invested in this side mission?
If I took on a debt that required me to participate in JNHA raids, would I even have enough time to focus on finding the saintess? What if their missions pulled me away from the leads I needed to follow?
Still, twenty million DP wasn’t something I could conjure out of thin air. The alternative was to earn it myself, which meant hunting monsters—a lot of them.
Oh... Wait a minute. That''s right!
"We can take the loan, but can you ask for a special negotiation? You see, I''ve been clearing low level monster domains around the area for a week now. I''ve cleared around twenty monster domains earning 18,000 DP per clear."
"Oh... So that''s why the monster domains around here has been cleared..." Yamamoto-san sounded surprised. "But next time Sir Meir, please register your monster raid first to the JNHA or we will be file for illegal raiding."
"Oh? I need to do that?" Ugh... people of this era is too troublesome. Back in the future we just need to clear monster domains as soon as we see it. "Anyways, that means... I just need to clear about... 1100 low level monster domains? Ugh... What a pain."
Yamamoto-san gave me a knowing look, as if she could already tell what I was thinking. “I understand, Sir Meir. Committing to mandatory raids would be a heavy burden, especially when you’re just starting out. But what if we adjusted our approach?”
She tapped a few times on her tablet, then turned it toward me, showing a map of the surrounding area. Several red markers dotted the terrain, scattered within a ten-kilometer radius of my domain. “Rather than taking on a full loan with strict conditions, we could apply for around 25 million DP—just enough to cover the construction costs and some initial operational expenses.”
I narrowed my eyes. “And the catch?”
“The JNHA expects domain lords to take responsibility for the monster domains within their ten-kilometer radius. It’s part of the basic duty of a domain lord, whether you take a loan or not. But if we phrase our loan request properly—offering to clear low-level monster domains as compensation instead of participating in general raids—we might be able to negotiate an exemption from mandatory JNHA deployments.”
That… made sense. Technically, this was work I would have had to do anyway, loan or not. The difference was that I could clear them on my own terms rather than being summoned whenever the JNHA saw fit. It gave me control over my battles and my time.
Yamamoto-san watched me closely. “I can reach out to a colleague in the JNHA loan division. We can present this as a fair trade—after all, clearing monster domains improves overall safety, and they’d still get their repayment through the standard low-interest plan.”
I exhaled slowly, considering my options. Taking the loan still wasn’t ideal, but if this deal worked, it might be the best compromise I could get.
Yamamoto-san gave me a reassuring smile, sensing the weight of my thoughts. "Sir Meir, you don’t have to do this alone. No one expects you to clear a thousand monster domains by yourself." She spoke with a quiet confidence, her voice steady yet understanding.
She glanced down at her tablet, tapping the screen before continuing. "This is why domain lords recruit hunters. We can bring in skilled fighters who will clear monster domains as part of their job. Some will even pay a commission to operate under our domain’s jurisdiction. We won’t just be relying on you alone to handle all the work."
Her eyes softened as she looked at me. "And besides, we have something most domains don’t—a mana crystal mine. That’s a stable, long-term source of DP. We’re not as desperate as some of the newer domains struggling to stay afloat. You don’t have to grind yourself into exhaustion just to make ends meet."
She tapped on her tablet again, determination flickering in her gaze. "I’ll prioritize hiring miners as soon as possible. The sooner we get operations running, the faster we can establish a steady income. That way, you won’t have to rely solely on hunting to keep the domain afloat."
I blinked, surprised at how… reasonable that sounded. She wasn’t just managing the domain—she was also managing me, making sure I didn’t take on everything alone. It was practical, but it also felt like she genuinely cared.
It was reassuring to hear. At least I wouldn’t have to carry everything on my own.
Yosh, I''ll leave everything to her. She is capable enough. I''m not even suited to lead people.
Yey, let''s celebrate. This is the birth of Captain Yamamoto. January 20th, 2025, huh. I hope it doesn''t coincide with any holiday.
I leaned back, exhaling slowly as I praised my yesterday self for hiring this girl. It was a relief to know that I wouldn’t have to shoulder everything alone, but at the same time, I didn’t want to rush blindly into expansion.
"That’s good to hear," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "But let’s take it one step at a time. No need to rush hiring too many people at once. We should make sure we have the infrastructure to support them first. No point in bringing in miners if they don’t even have a proper place to eat or sleep."
I thought about at the DP to be loaned in my domain system. 25 million DP was a lot, but it wasn’t infinite. If we burned through it too fast without proper planning, we''d be right back where we started—struggling to sustain the domain.
"Start with a small team, maybe just enough to get operations going. Once the basics are in place, we can expand gradually. No point in sprinting if we trip over our own feet."
Yamamoto-san nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Understood, Sir Meir. I’ll handle it carefully."
Good. We had the resources, but patience was key. This wasn’t just about survival—I was building something meant to last.
In the end, I agreed to Yamamoto-san’s proposal. With her connections at the JNHA, the loan application was processed swiftly, and within the hour, 25 million DP was transferred to my domain account.
The approval came with the expected terms—low interest, repayment flexibility, and the condition that I clear the surrounding low-level monster domains in place of mandatory raid participation. It wasn’t an ideal situation, but it gave me the funds needed to move forward without being tied down to the JNHA’s broader agendas. With that settled, it was finally time to begin construction.
I also signed the contract terms with Hachiji Builders.
As I reviewed the contract one last time and signed my name, Tanaka-san straightened his posture and gave a firm nod.
"Thank you for trusting us with this project, Sir Meir," he said, his voice filled with quiet determination. "Hachiji Builders may not be a big name yet, but we take pride in our work. I promise we’ll give this our all and make sure your domain gets a solid foundation."
I met his gaze and nodded. "I’ll be counting on you, Tanaka-san."
With the paperwork settled, we stepped outside. I tapped Yamamoto-san’s shoulder playfully. "Good work. Thanks." I appreciated her help with a gentle smile.
Yamamoto-san blinked in surprise before her cheeks flushed a light pink. She quickly looked away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as if to compose herself. "Ah—um, well, it’s my job, after all," she murmured, clearing her throat.
Then, as if trying to shake off her embarrassment, she straightened her posture and gave a small, confident nod. "I just want to make sure everything runs smoothly for you, Sir Meir."
Tanaka-san and Yamamoto-san walked alongside me as we made our way southwest, the air crisp with the scent of damp earth and fresh grass. This area, slightly elevated and away from where the mining operations would eventually begin, was designated as the residential zone.
“This is where the houses will go,” I explained, gesturing at the open terrain. “We’ll start with simple family homes, just enough for the Yamamoto family and any early recruits. Eventually, we’ll expand as more people settle in.”
Tanaka-san nodded, already scanning the surroundings with a professional eye. “Good location. Far enough from industrial activity but still within reach of the main facilities.”
I pointed toward the northeastern side of the domain, a rough stretch of land that sloped gently downward. “That area will be for mining and industry. The mineshaft will be set up there first, and eventually, any workshops or production facilities will follow. I want to keep the work zones separate from the residential area so people can rest properly without the noise and dust.”
“Smart planning,” Tanaka-san said approvingly. “That’ll make zoning and expansion much smoother down the line.”
While they continued discussing layout plans, I pulled up the Domain Shop and began ordering materials. One by one. Wood, stone, metal, insulation—every piece had to be selected manually.
Click. Confirm. Click. Confirm.
What a hassle. Why wasn’t there a bulk-buy feature? Did the goddess expect domain lords to have the patience of a saint?
I suppressed a groan and kept tapping away, my DP balance steadily dropping with each order.
As I begrudgingly continued the ordering process, the effects became immediately visible. With each confirmation, materials began to materialize in the open plains—stacks of steel beams, bundles of lumber, pallets of bricks, and crates filled with construction supplies. The sheer volume of it all made me pause for a moment.
It was strange watching entire shipments appear out of thin air, perfectly arranged in neat rows as if an unseen force had placed them down with precision. The Domain Shop was efficient, I’d give it that, but the process of manually selecting every last item was exhausting.
With an annoyed sigh, I finally admitted to myself—I was not cut out for this.After several more orders of mind-numbing clicking and confirming, I finally gave up. This was ridiculous. Whoever designed this system clearly never had to manage a domain themselves.
I let out a quiet sigh and glanced over at Yamamoto-san, who was still deep in discussion with Tanaka-san. Sensing my gaze, she turned toward me, one brow raised in silent expectation—waiting for an instruction.
Without a word, I stepped closer and lightly tapped her shoulder.
“I’ll leave the ordering of materials… and hmm, also food, to you, okay?” I said with a gentle smile.
For a brief moment, she looked at me as if I had just handed her a mountain of responsibility—then her mouth opened as if to say something then she immediately closed it. With a small smile, she nodded.
"Yes, Sir Meir. I''ll assist you."
For a brief moment, she looked at me as if I had just handed her a mountain of responsibility—her mouth opened, then quickly shut. After a pause, she nodded with a small smile.
"Yes, Sir Meir. I''ll assist you."
I had the vague feeling I was piling too much on her already. Silently, I apologized and adjusted her authority access to the domain shop.
With the initial plans set, I let out a slow breath. This was just the beginning.
Somehow, I missed the future—where my only concerns were research on spatial manipulation skill, my hobbies of studying odd spell and the Professor’s constant nagging…