"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Gwen. I'll familiarize myself with this gift as soon as possible."
Griseo nodded solemnly and formally began getting acquainted with the gift Gwen had given her in that dream, the gift that filled the gap in her strength.
However, for Griseo, who had long been accustomed to wielding her abilities through a paintbrush, directly using this power still felt somewhat unfamiliar.
"Hm?"
Yet just as Griseo tried hard to overcome that unfamiliarity, she unexpectedly discovered that the light in her hand seemed to possess a mind of its own. Following her intentions, it shifted and transformed into a paintbrush.
Griseo immediately raised her head and gave Gwen a surprised look.
"Perhaps it would have been better for you to handle this step yourself, but for now, let me do it for you."
Meeting Griseo's gaze, Gwen smiled.
"If it doesn't feel right in your hand, we can alter it later. For now, we'll just have to make do."
"You're too polite, Brother Gwen."
Griseo shook her head repeatedly, a shy smile unique to a younger generation facing an elder appearing on her little face.
"I really like this paintbrush."
"Then I'm looking forward to seeing just how much strength you can bring out, Griseo."
Vita beside Gwen, as if she would feel uncomfortable if she did not chime in, said with a beaming smile.
"Then just wait and see."
Her smile for Gwen vanished instantly. Griseo glanced sideways at one of the culprits behind all this, then held her paintbrush and began trying out this brand-new paint...
Because time had already been quietly distorted, while Griseo adapted to her abilities with Gwen, the four people aboard the Ark remained deeply worried.
However, the Griseo before them had no such concerns. A glimmer flickered