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[Paimon: She really was like a child—she was fooled that easily.](￢_￢)

[Griseo: Huh, Elysia's little sister is still here? You haven't visited Aunt Merius's lab lately. Aunt Mobius has really missed you during this time.]

[Mobius: Griseo, don't talk nonsense! When did I ever miss that girl?!](?`~′?)

[Elysia: Oh my, I never thought Mobius would miss the Pink Fairy Lady so much. ♡]

[Elysia (Current Era): As expected, cute girls like us are just that captivating. ♡](?＞?＜?)

[Mobius: Shut up, Elysia! And when did I ever miss you?!]

[Griseo: Aunt Mobius can't lie. Last time I came to play with you, I heard you outside the door humming a tune and saying that Elysia's little sister hadn't come by in a long time, and you weren't used to it.](?ì_í?)

[Mobius: I, that, ah... Anyway, little Griseo, that's not what I meant.]

At the time, she had merely wondered why that girl had stopped stuffing all sorts of nonsense like pink little dresses into her place for several days, and why she had stopped coming to bother her.

That gave her time to do the research she wanted, and no one interrupted her halfway through an experiment. Most importantly, she no longer had to open her closet one day and find all her clothes gone, replaced by nothing but pink little dresses. That was why she had been happy.

So why had little Griseo interpreted it as her missing Elysia—missing that girl?

Elysia was annoying as hell. How could she possibly miss her?