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Alaria arrives at the correct hospital, and Mary handles the reception of visitors.
"So many little hearts on the uniform. I guess this is the first time in my life I've seen a hospital where employees are allowed to express their individuality in this way. Well, everything happens for the first time," was the first thought that came to the Tanarian woman when she saw Mary. Perhaps someone else would have paid attention to the girl's appearance first, but Alaria had already been hardened by the Reimy fairies and Noir gnomes. And people, as the warrior knew, could sometimes look much younger than their actual age. Sometimes even without the use of magic. — Good day," instead of staring aimlessly, the former inquisitor greeted, "I'm a volunteer cook from the SRI, Alaria Doran. I was told to come here.