"Peck peck peck..."
When Fisher recognized that lark he knew all too well as coming from that black-haired Witch, the lark outside the window, which had been tilting its head, suddenly seemed to focus, shifting its gaze from the floating Emhardt to Fisher beside him.
"!"
Fisher hurried to the window and opened it. Since the window opened outward, the Hart Bird even spread its wings and flew back a short distance to wait for him to finish opening it, only then landing on the windowsill again.
"Renie, you're back."
"Coo coo coo~"
Fisher subconsciously reached out a finger to rub the lark's little head, but the next second the lark suddenly opened its beak and bit down on his finger.
"Hiss..."
"Coo coo coo coo!"
Only after he flinched back in pain did the lark stand there, chirping a string of curses.
"You didn't notice me earlier?"
"Coo coo!"
"So... things are a bit complicated right now. Can you show yourself so I can explain?"
"Coo coo..."
"Then I'll wait for you here."
