"Hm?"
Looking at the seemingly unremarkable clay doll she had taken out, a trace of confusion appeared in Griseo's eyes.
Just moments ago, the little girl had vaguely sensed some slight movement from the clay doll Mudrock had given her through space. But when she took it out for a closer look, she could no longer sense anything.
Suddenly, inspiration struck Griseo. As if she had thought of something, she slowly covered herself in Mudrock's color.
Then, when she lowered her head to look at the little clay doll in her hand again, she saw it as expected—a faint brown glow, perfectly clear.
At that moment, a familiar voice that no one else could hear suddenly reached Griseo's ears through the resonance of the energy within the clay doll.
"Looks like it worked... Mm, this is rather presumptuous of me, Griseo."
"??? Mudrock?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Griseo froze slightly, her violet eyes filled with confusion.
Clearly, although the little girl had noticed something strange about the clay doll, she had never expected to hear Mudrock's voice.
"It's me... I saw many things through your painting. I wanted to come find you, but I didn't want to be presumptuous, so I contacted you this way first."
As Griseo stood there in confusion, Mudrock's voice continued to come through.
"Mm, it's okay... Since you have something to ask, I'll come find you, Mudrock." After hearing Mudrock's explanation, a glimmer flashed in Griseo's large eyes, and she hurriedly said.
The little girl had been thinking about how to find a reasonable excuse to create an opportunity for W. Now that she was sleepy, someone had practically handed her a pillow.
"But..."
"It's fine, I'll come over myself. Mudrock, don't run around."
"Alright... Be careful."
Unable to do anything about Griseo, Mudrock could