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"Are you sure this is okay, my daughter? That girl is a Spirit you summoned, right?"
My father was reprimanding me as he glanced at little Yggdrantia, wearing the modern clothes I gave her, mostly the clothes I had saved from my childhood in my room.
Or well, the childhood of this parallel me, of this parallel Kireina that grew up with a father and everything.
She was wearing some cute blue shorts, a big green shirt, and a white cap to hide her pointy ears and the horn-like branches growing over her head.
Yggdrantia in her Spirit Avatar form was adorable, looking around to be seven years of age, pale white skin, long blonde hair with blue tips, and bright blue and purple eyes with sparkles of gold resembling tiny stars.
"But isn't she cute? Don't worry, she'll hide away once we get back to school."
