"I'm home."
Miko Yotsuya returned home, looking somewhat weary.
She casually tossed her handbag onto the sofa, then walked into her bedroom. The first thing she saw was an adorable little girl with sky-blue hair sitting quietly on the floor, holding a sketching pencil as she stared into space.
No, she looked more like she was daydreaming.
Being able to see such a little cutie the moment she came home instantly warmed Miko's exhausted heart.
This was the cutest little angel in the world. Just seeing her made Miko feel healed.
Of course, Griseo had gone to class today. The elementary school's classes were few, and school usually let out early. Especially at her age, there were no clubs yet.
Club activities generally started in middle school.
Miko had been pestered by Michiru all day. Although Michiru had not actually done anything to her, having such a terrifying ghostly deity at her side still left Miko exhausted.
Spending too long around a ghostly deity might not have been a problem if she could not see its true form, but the issue was that she could.
So Miko Yotsuya was practically facing the risk of mental contamination every second.
That might not have been Michiru's intention, but as a ghostly deity, she came with that sort of buff by default. It was unavoidable. Miko only managed because her mental resistance was high enough to largely resist it.
Even so, being together for so long was still exhausting!
Yet the moment she saw Griseo, that weariness vanished without a trace.
She called Griseo's name, but Griseo did not respond. She was still staring blankly at the drawing paper in her hands, and Miko did not mind.
That was just how Griseo was.
She walked over to Griseo's side, wanting to see what