"Phew. That was a very rough day. Better to go home, Mom and Mother must have been worrying about me."
As soon as I teleported home, both Mom and Mother gave me a death grip with teary eyes. Apparently, they were worried to death about my well-being.
They said that they sensed multiple enormous magical explosions in the forest and thought I was caught by them. That was why these two worry warts were happy to see me in one piece. Though I actually lost a hand earlier.
I didn't tell them I was involved with those explosions so as not to worry them further. To atone for my late arrival, I made them happy in their own bed.
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In a certain manor within the empire of Dixon, along with the setting sun passing through the windows, a teenage girl was sitting on a wooden chair, writhing her fountain pen on her personal journal she has been writing for a long time.