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The car ride on the way to school was usually Emilia's time to relax on Crystal's lap while having Dixie give her a foot massage, but today her position was reversed. And given that she already had the privacy screen up, Dixie couldn't help but be a little nervous as she ran her fingers through Emilia's hair.
The crimson-haired girl closed her eyes as she hummed. "How are things on your mom's side, Dixie?"
The dark-haired girl cleared her throat awkwardly. "W-Well, mostly fine. No one tried to kill her yet, at least."
Taking a sideways glance at Crystal, who was busy teasing Emilia's pearly little toes with a smile, Dixie silently breathed a sigh of relief. 'If she knew that my mom was making weird, harassing calls to her mom…'
