Jane was stunned, but a smile still tugged at her lips.
"Only Bianca could describe the Bridge of Oblivion and the Other Shore Flower so romantically."
"So the Netherworld is that high-tech now? Doesn't that use up a ton of electricity?"
Bianca propped her chin on her hand and nodded gravely.
"It really is a huge drain on power. The Netherworld's annual expenses are several times higher than the Heavenly Court's. But we have no choice—it's because of our geography. There's no natural light at all. If we didn't keep the lights on, all our civil servants would've quit ages ago."
'Civil servants?'
Jane's eyes lit up.
"You have tenured government jobs in the Netherworld?"
Bianca crossed her legs, looking as smug as a lord.
