Uh, well, except there's a temporary bed on the living room sofa.
"Senior, have you been sleeping on the sofa all this time?"
The homebody witch looked at the temporary bed on the sofa, which was clearly well-used.
And since Christina was the only one in this house, with no other roommates, who could the owner of this temporary bed be?
"Yeah, since neither you nor the Chairman has come back to clear out your stuff, I didn't want to move things around."
The senior with natural rainbow-colored hair said this while pouring tea and preparing snacks for the two of them.
"The school was planning to empty the place, but I stopped them. I knew you'd be back eventually. As for me, it doesn't matter much. All I need is a place to sleep."
Christina waved her hand, and the Mage's Hand brought over snacks and drinks. She skillfully poured herself a cup of extra-strong coffee, took a sip, and grimaced.
