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Looking gloomily at the passing landscapes through the carriage window, Futaba glances at Alidum with some pity.
- Don't take it to heart, he's just a bit out of it. He's not serious, he'll realize he was wrong.
It's not that she doesn't think that some extra discipline would only benefit the red-skinned braggart, or that any such incidents are insignificant for him, but watching the old man's antics from the outside, and on her behalf, was still unpleasant – it reminded her of numerous moments from her own childhood. Therefore, upon returning to the academy town, to ease her conscience, Futaba treats the demonic offspring to a cold dessert at "Claire's".
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.