Huebelle almost twisted herself into a caterpillar, taking Siegler as her oversized hugging pillow, unwilling to let go.
Siegler, when she was little, barely ever cooed at her.
But now the grown-up Siegler had become even clingier.
"Ah, you two."
Talia stood with her hands on her hips, watching Huebelle and Siegler, who clung to each other like magnets as soon as they met.
One could feel their happiness through the air.
Even biological sisters probably couldn't rival the love between these two.
However, seeing Huebelle and Siegler play so well together also made Talia feel healed.
Huebelle and Siegler's gazes followed the voice and turned toward the gray-haired Phantom Witch by the French windows.
Both of them lunged at her as they let go of each other.
"Calila!"
For Huebelle, it was purely out of extreme longing.
For Siegler, it was going along with the mood, unable to stop her playful heart.