Varian stood up from his seat and retrieved the chair into the ghost ship. Even though the ghost ship wasn't working, he was able to store items in it.
"…What are you doing?" Sia asked curiously.
"What else?" Varian replied while he pointed a finger toward Sia's chair. It flew out and entered the ghost ring.
Then, he proceeded to take the tea cups and the pot away.
Sia watched him with a strange gaze. Even though the Varian she knew was a bit narcissistic and confident, he wasn't this shameless.
'I mean, I can understand if it's the chairs. They are useful. But the tables, teapot, and even tea cups?'
Sia grew worried about whether he changed too much over the past year.
"Alright, this is the only thing lef—huh?" As Varian was about to take in the table, he paused abruptly.