It's exactly ten o'clock in the morning, the sun is shining and the sky is cloudless... Okay, I've mentioned the weather forecast in the previous chapter, so I'll skip it here.
Anyway, on this warm autumn day, it's very easy to feel sleepy—even though there's a movement in Olympus to pry open the mysteries of a "super civilization that existed on Earth tens of thousands of years ago," but for a hands-off manager like me who's clueless about any form of conspiracy, that's something for the professionals to deal with. Before getting into a fight, my favorite thing to do is to lazily lie on the sofa by the window in the living room, squinting in the sunshine after ten o'clock and maybe turning over to sunbathe my back.
