"Yes! Bree made something!"
Evelyn was slightly disappointed, but didn't let it get to her too much. Instead, her disappointment soon turned to curiosity.
Bree had been a dumb little puppy for quite a while, and that had only changed just now. What could she possibly have made right under her eyes, without her noticing?
"You made me a gift?"
"Mhm!"
Evelyn watched with consternation as Bree held her palm and bulged out her cheeks, again and again.
'S-She's not going to spit on my palm, is she?'
Unfortunately, her guess turned out to be true. The little girl really did spit on her palm, and then dared to grin proudly!
But Evelyn couldn't get mad, because in addition to Bree's saliva, there was also a shining cerulean blue bead the size of a ping pong ball in her palm.
The pink-haired girl ignored the saliva on her hand as her gaze focused on the strange-looking thing.
