Billy's mom's voice trembled, even carrying a hint of a sob, which tugged at Serie's heart, causing her to blurt out, "Mom... I'm coming home now, but I... don't remember the address..."
A sudden silence fell on the other end of the line, lasting several seconds, as if struck by a lightning bolt.
Billy, who usually couldn't be bothered with boring adults like them, actually responded?
And... so politely?
"Billy?!" Billy's mom's voice suddenly rose, laced with unconcealed panic, "What... what happened to you?!"
When had her daughter ever spoken like that? Something was definitely wrong!
"What do you mean you don't remember the address? Don't scare me!"
"No... I really don't remember..." Serie's skill at fabricating stories was exceptional, perhaps a common trait among all witches. "...I hit my head, my mind feels a bit hazy... A lot of things are unclear..."
"Ah?!" Billy's mother completely exploded on the other end, her earlier anger instantly washed away by panic. "Hit your head?! Is it serious?! Do you need to go to the hospital? Don't be scared! Mom will find you a private clinic! I promise they won't take advantage of the situation to lock you up!"
She hastily added, clearly too aware of how much her 'little witch' loathed official institutions.
The barrage of scolding transformed into burning concern, and a warmth unexpectedly surged into Serie's heart.
"It's okay, Mom..." Serie softened her voice, "Just tell me the address."
"Okay... okay..." Billy's mother sniffled, her voice still trembling, "The house is in eastern Melbourne, 17 Wombat Lane, Gum Tree Bay. Can... can you really find your way back? Do you want Mom to drive to..."
But before Billy's mother could finish, she felt a strong gust of wind behind her. Turning her head, she saw none other than Billy, her daughter, whom she had longed for day and night.
Tears streamed down her face. She rushed forward and hugged Serie tightly, then yelled into the house, "Her dad, come out quickly! Billy... Billy is home!"
"Thump, thump, thump" went a flurry of hurried footsteps from upstairs, and a bespectacled, scholarly-looking Asian middle-aged man rushed down.
He ran so fast that his slippers almost flew off, stumbling as he rushed over and embraced both the mother and daughter, his voice hoarse, "It's good you're back... it's good you're back... you're home..."
Serie was hugged so tightly she could barely breathe.
A wave of Billy's resistance surged up, making her stomach clench and her hairs stand on end.
However, Serie forcefully suppressed it. She could feel a temporary, all-around decrease in her attributes, but...
Who cared?
The family reunion lasted for a while.
A moment later, the family of three moved to the dining table and sat down.
As soon as her bottom touched the chair, Billy's mother couldn't hold back, grabbing Serie's hand. "My little pony, quickly tell Mom, what exactly happened? Huh?"
Her eyes were still red, and she stared intently at Serie's face, afraid to miss a single expression.
"Yes, Billy," Bili's dad next to her pushed up his sliding glasses, his voice filled with worry, "Are you really sure you don't need to go to the hospital to get checked? Your face... it's as white as paper, and your hands are so cold."
He saw clearly that his daughter's current state was so weak she looked like she could be blown over by a gust of wind.
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