After a nap, the sky in the real world had darkened.
Kamiya stretched and descended from upstairs.
In the corridor on the first floor, the scent of dinner from the dining room was detectable, along with the sizzling sound of frying food.
It must be Hannya preparing dinner as usual.
Near the storeroom in the hallway, Akaji was squeaking, chasing the mischievous Little Crayon Saori.
Who knows what Saori has done this time.
"Squeak!"
Seeing Kamiya come downstairs, the little mouse stopped with a slide and nodded in greeting.
Nowadays, Saori possesses Rank C strength, and even with the assistance of a valiant little white dragon, Akaji had no way to deal with her.
It was a case of the magic rising as the path grows higher.
Meanwhile, outside the dining room.
Zashiki was sitting on the floor, babbling to palm-sized Biyobou and Kanoya, who was still in her sailor uniform, while explaining something and drawing on the paper at the same time.
