“Do you think reality is important?”
Giovanni tilted his head at the Saintess Aram’s question.
“This appears to be a question related to the recent Dungeon. Am I correct?”
“You are. Watching the Moon Church’s brothers and sisters research the ‘Dream Amusement Park’ made me think about it. I wanted to hear your opinion, Teacher.”
“I’m surprised to receive such a profound question the moment I visit after so long.”
“…Ah.”
Only then did Aram seem to grasp their situation.
“Was it thoughtless of me to ask something like this the moment you arrived?”
“I packed my belongings again because I intend to stay longer this time, so I do not mind. But when you make other friends in the future, you should at least give them time to unpack before asking.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
Though Gio muttered, “No social skills,” inwardly, he continued unpacking. Aram, who had completed her recovery and could now move freely, followed closely behind him. She resembled a chick pursuing its mother hen.
After finishing the arrangements in his room, Gio turned toward her.
“Good. Now we can converse comfortably. Is there somewhere you would recommend?”
“You suddenly started speaking formally again… Hmm, somewhere I would recommend.”
“I’m asking for a good place to exchange thoughts casually.”
“How about the Debate Hall you visited before?”
“The priests there are far too frightening, so it would be difficult to go.”
“? You didn’t look frightened at all…”
In any case, since Gio had said so, Aram offered another choice.
“How about my room?”
“Aram’s room, in the company of all those countless theoretical texts and papers?”
“Then perhaps the dining…