"Be careful~"
After seeing little Yuan'er and the centipede-shaped abyssal demon disappear into the forest, Yumo gently closed the window and turned to look inside the room.
At this moment,
Kalina had also dressed, returning to her usual valiant knightly appearance.
Having tied her hair back, Kalina cast a puzzled look at the black-haired girl who was taking their measurements and sorting through memory fibers.
"Mom, are you planning to make our clothes yourself?"
Upon hearing Kalina's words, Yumo blinked her crimson eyes and nodded as if it was a matter of course:
"Of course."
"But... but mother, it's very time-consuming and labor-intensive to make six sets of clothes with memory fibers."
Worry surfaced in Kalina's words. In her view, their mother was an extremely noble existence, someone who should be served and cherished.
