The Present…
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"Before you do what you have to do, I have something for you." Clara smiled brightly.
Cedric, who had taken off his mask and let it vanish, arched a questioning brow.
"Guess what…?" Clara stepped closer to him, dipping her hand into her satchel without even giving him a chance to guess. With care, she took out her Mana Vision Box, cradling it in both hands as she stared down at it for a few seconds.
"I finished it." Her expression dimmed as she looked up at him.
Then, to his surprise, she reached out and offered him the device.
"…?"
He was startled, but Clara took his hand, placing the box gently in his palm.
"I want you to have it."
Cedric didn't retort, though he hesitated for a moment before taking it. Keeping his eyes on the device, he asked, "Why are you giving me this? You seemed to like this particular work."
She beamed. "Isn't it obvious? It's the work I love the most! So I want it to be with you. Promise you'll take care of it?"
