"Welcome back."
Talia released Lanci and looked at him as she spoke.
Her voice remained toneless, sounding like a statement.
Each time she saw Phantom Demon walk out from the six-faced cubic Magic Mirror, the state he was in was worrisome; last time, he nearly died, and this time he seemed as if he had experienced a life from ages past. She was very concerned about this Phantom Demon.
"Talia, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I really didn't expect using the mirror to take this much time."
Lanci still leaned against the Mirror of Tiberius, looking at tiny Talia at eye level.
"Would you like something to eat? There's one more box left."
Talia pointed to the four-tiered lunchbox placed to one side, asking the Phantom Demon.
Following the Phantom Demon's instructions from noon, she had another box as her lunch and now one box of the Phantom Demon's dessert was left.