Another day, Hilia came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, prepared to apply for fishing rights by the lakeside, only to find Mr. Oston wasn't home.
She approached and saw a note hanging on the door.
"No need for a pass, just go straight to the Forbidden Forest Lake."
Hilia blinked, chose to believe the note, and went directly into the Forbidden Forest, reaching the lakeside.
As she got close to the lake, she spotted Oston.
"Mr. Oston? Good afternoon."
"Shh~ Keep your voice down, don't startle the fish."
Oston made a motion to indicate silence and gestured for her to find a spot without disturbing him.
Hilia silently watched him.
He was seated exactly where she'd often sit before.
Seeing Hilia still watching him, he bragged, "Fishing spots are precious, first come, first served."
"As long as you're happy."
Hilia found another spot, commanding her Magic Puppet to move some stones over to make a seat while she earnestly stirred her special bait.
