"And that's why they're so expensive," Marjorie adds, taking the ring back from me with a wink. "Even a storage this size costs more than most adventurers make in a year. The bigger the storage, the more expensive it gets. Even for a mithril-ranked team like ours, we have to be selective about what we store."
This is the moment I decided that I would get a ring of my own one day for sure. When Ayame talked about their existence before, I was already interested, and I expected it to do what it does, but seeing it up close and experiencing it for myself just hit me differently. It really screams; Quinlan, you are in the land of magic now!
"Thank you for lending it to me." I say as I hand the wonderful item back.
She puts her index finger to it, which is almost as wide as Ayame's calf, and the ring expands until she can put her finger through its hole. "Don't worry about it. The three of you have really bailed us out of the grim consequences of our actions this time."
