Joseph stayed in the lounge for several hours.
But until Que'er came back after delivering the letter, the person who was asked to braid her hair had not shown up. It was getting dark, and the neon lights outside were on. Joseph looked down and saw the monsters of the guild clocking out. There was still no movement on the other end of the link. The silver chain on his hand was not hot, and the contract mark on his leg had not changed.
Que'er was still downstairs processing the recent contract paperwork.
"Are you sure you delivered the letter to him?" Joseph walked downstairs and asked him.
Que'er turned around and was startled by the sudden appearance of Joseph.
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