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Listenia, I made it back to the shop, and luckily, Breya hadn't sold anything for cake. She was sitting on the counter with a wet cloth and Claire on her lap as she washed her golden eyes stalks.

"Breya, you should watch over Claire while Galio is out. He is making your cake and teaching you about it, right?" Listenia asked almost when she walked into the shop after she glanced around the room.

"Me? I mean, I guess so. I don't really have anything to do since Galio is taking care of watching the wall and defending it," Breya said with a sweet smile, but Claire started to struggle.

"You can't leave me here! I will not be mothered by this Guardian Angel! I…" Claire complained but trailed off when she remembered that she didn't really have a choice.

"I will come to pick you up after, and then we will go get something to eat. Try not to act like a brat, and I might treat you," I said, and Claire slumped forward in defeat.