Currently in her room, Titsirina was sitting in front of the mirror. She was looking at her reflection, as if trying to find any resolution in it, but could not find any.
Since the last incident, she has not gone out of the mansion, let alone her room. She brushed her hair with a comb while her other hand reached for the ink. She was about to write another letter for her party members again, saying that she couldn't come.
However, as if she finally got tired of doing the same thing over and over again, she exhaled and threw the pen.
"I want to see them. I already miss adventuring with them," she said in the reflection in the mirror. "But if I go meet them, they will be put in great danger." She nodded at her own words. "This is fine. They are far safer without me."
"Damn it, that's one hell of a giant dog. What are you feeding this? Obese goblins?"