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Insho finds water in the next room!
Insho finds a glass in the next room!
Now she can pour the first into the second!
However, when she returns to the room with the artist, he is no longer there.
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– I am delighted, – Kamistella briefly assessed the decor of the mansion. – Now this is what I call a haven for a successful woman! By the way, I just remembered... do you have a way to officially make me a model? I suddenly realized that this never bothered my parents. They just took me where I needed to go and gave me the necessary skills, but... formally, I am not a model. That's so unfair... I was reminded of this by meeting a rather strange Dark Lunar.
Somehow, unexpectedly, the artist popped into Kamistella's thoughts.
– By the way, would you like to visit Mr. Phainant before we leave? He also bravely rushed into battle for you.
– I'm glad you like it, Lady Kamistella, but please excuse me, I don't quite understand what you mean by "making you a model"... Let's have you tell me about it in more detail while we head towards Mr. Phainant's house.
The women met the artist sooner than expected - the man they were looking for was walking in the opposite direction.
– Oh-oh, what people... I see that your hair is not yet white.
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