"Okay, I'll admit that your conjecture makes a little bit of sense, but it's definitely not enough to change my mind," the Lich Walker said, a little shakily. "I can't agree to believe something that goes completely against the Spatial Laws!"
"Right. It's time for us to visit an expert on the Laws of Space, then," Baiyi declared. With that, he and the Assassin Walker began to head back to Da Xue.
At dusk, they arrived at Baiyi's micro-realm through its transporter portals. Baiyi hurried over to Attie's chalet and knocked on the door.
"Oh, is that you, Master?" Attie's voice rang out from inside. As a martial artist of a high level, Attie could identify a person by their gait. This was why, from inside the house, she had been able to tell it was Baiyi at her door, even without seeing him.
[1] Hi, mom. I went to university and finished a degree on cognitive science so that I can work an honest job like this one. Are you proud of me?—Why are you crying?
[2] And now *I* am crying. I can never understand the thought processes of a lot of girls in stories like these...
[3] T-that's your reason, Sir? /backs away a little
[4] Er, actually? One of the worst things to do to a person in terms of fashion is to not let the wearer decides what to wear for themselves while they are capable of making such rational choices. The wearer has to feel beautiful first before anyone else could have a say at it, you know...
[5] Not gonna lie, I personally dig them long skirts and a wee bit of puritanical touch, too. I mean, those outfits have their own charm, and my personal favorite maid outfit is the knee-length one with long sleeves and white collars and white smocks. What?