Mirror Press

After searching the entire place, Anji finally found a heavy rectangular bronze mirror showing signs of small rust. Thankfully, Anji did not need the mirror for its reflection. If anything, she also took a smaller hand mirror along with her and dragged it into the backyard, where the washed clothes were piled.

Before the girl could work on creating the new spells required to heat these bronze pieces, Anji heard a familiar voice.

"Little cutie! Are you there? It's past your lunchtime!"

Startled, Anji paused her work and looked at the sky. Noticing it had already passed the noon mark, Anji gasped and quickly ran to the door.