As Randy was consoling the sad little girl in front of his room's entrance, a figure slowly but surely approached them in the distance.
"Klara, stop bothering Crimson." The old man said in the distance as he approached the two of them.
The old man looked at the young girl, who had her head slightly down, and continued after getting closer to the two of them.
"Crimson had things to do at the city, so he would not be living with us anymore. Although it's a bit sad that he could not stay for long, it can't be helped. So why don't we send him off instead, hm?"
"…" Klara slowly nodded without saying anything.
The old man then turned to face Randy before he asked in confirmation.
"Young man, are you ready to take your leave?"
"Yes, gramps. Thank you for everything these past few days." Randy responded and said in gratitude.
