"Uhm?"
It was definitely a cushion that didnât match the atmosphere of Ian Drossâs spatial realm. Tiel approached the pink cushion and poked it gently.
"...This cushion looks familiar."
"...."
"Isnât this the little cushion from before?"
"...."
Ian didnât respond, but Tiel was sure. It was definitely the same little cushion she had once sat on. But... why had it grown so big?
Ian Dross deliberately turned his attention away from the cushion and pulled Tielâs hand, guiding her away. Tiel didnât press any further about the cushion and followed Ian.
Ianâs spatial realm looked the same as before â a dilapidated and neglected mansion. There were almost no changes.
The only change, perhaps, was that some of the scattered childrenâs toys on the floor had been cleared away.
Ian Dross and Tiel passed through a long hallway, and Ian led Tiel to the room at the far end.
The spatial realm was still dark, but thanks to the fish created by Tielâs abilities, the room was brightly illuminated, so they didnât have to worry about the darkness as they moved around.
At the door, Ian paused for a moment and looked back at Tiel. Tiel looked up at him.@@novelbin@@