After five days of getting ready as fast as I possibly could, I used Space magic to jump my way to Korumi village without stopping. Right now, I was staring at the gate of the manor that had been so difficult to open just a month ago. Today, though, the gate was flung wide as if to welcome me home. A child in my likeness stood there, his expression and body language shouting that he’d missed me.
“Ryoma! Welcome home!”
“I’m home, Korumi.”
I’d never had kids, but I imagined this was what it felt like to come home to a child after a business trip or something.
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