The day proceeded in a blur, each moment passing in quick, indistinct fragments of memories.
Once Coco arrived at the guild, she selected a random mission, her movements almost mechanical as she set out to complete it.
With divided focus, she located and captured three wanted monsters, their forms momentarily flashing before her eyes before they were secured back at the guild with the help of Neo.
Though she moved and acted quickly, her mind remained chaotic with thoughts and conflicted emotions.
The earlier conversation with Lala had the words echoing in her head throughout the day, leaving her with more questions and doubts than answers.
So, as the coachman navigated the horse carriage back to the house, Coco leaned her head gently against the window, her gaze fixated on the vast sky outside— soft, white clouds drifted lazily across the azure canvas, a gentle breeze causing them to shift and rearrange.
