Returning to the residence, walking up the wooden stairs to the second floor, the hard-soled shoes made creaking sounds on the steps, especially noticeable in the night.
Astrid quietly ascended to the second floor, followed closely by Elise, who was holding the repaired magical energy kettle. The moonlight, cascading like a waterfall through the window, elongated the shadows of the two, one after the other.
If everything was as Elise said, and Lyra liked her, then her way of interacting with the other should also change.
After understanding the girl's feelings, it might no longer be appropriate to tease Lyra as before.
The thought of not being able to freely tease that adorable pink-haired dog in the future suddenly brought a hint of loss to Astrid's heart, but it was quickly suppressed by reason, silently accelerating that her current personality was truly at its worst.
