Just as we were about to enter again, Miyabi pulled the hem of my military-style clothes.
"Wait, WhiteGod. We... don't have enough time remaining to clear Hell difficulty right now."
"...Ah."
I almost forgot.
Right now, we only had about an hour and a half left in our login time. The number had been sitting in the corner of my mind this whole time, and I had simply stopped paying attention to it somewhere between the ambush and the inventory check.
Thus, although it pained me, we decided to postpone the Hell difficulty clearing.
Even by an optimistic estimate, it would take us three hours to get through it properly. Rushing it with one eye on the logout timer wasn't how I wanted to approach a first clear—especially not on Hell.
