After receiving Mu You's message, Fuya, who had been out shopping with Xiao Ya, hurried back to the Pet Shop.
"You said my ancestor is here? Where?" Fuya rushed into the shop like the wind and immediately asked Mu You, who stood waiting for her at the counter.
Mu You looked up. Fuya was dressed in light summer clothes, and she must have been halfway through getting her hair done outside, as her head was still covered in colorful curlers.
It was hard to imagine that just a week earlier, she had been a young lady from another world, filthy from her wandering. Now, she seemed to have completely settled into city life.
"This way."
Mu You brought her into the living room and led her to the elderly woman who had come through the door earlier.
"She's the descendant of the Chris Family you were looking for," Mu You introduced her to the elderly woman sitting at the dining table.
Then he turned back to Fuya. "This is your ancestor."
"A-ancestor..."
Fuya stared blankly at the white-haired elderly woman before her, momentarily at a loss.
This was completely unexpected. Fuya had assumed that an ancestor from a family of mages would surely have made a good life for herself in this world without magic. Even if she wasn't fabulously wealthy, she should at least have been comfortably off. She might even have started a new family here and had children and grandchildren all around her.
Instead, she had never imagined that her ancestor would be so old... and so plainly dressed. Her outfit made her look like a lonely old woman who had just emerged from an impoverished mountain village.
The elderly woman was looking up at Fuya too. After studying her for a moment, she nodded and smiled.