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There was no mistaking who the dark-haired and yellow-eyed little girl was. But Emilia had to admit, her slightly chubby friend was far more likable in her childhood than she was now.
But aside from being slightly taken aback, Emilia didn't feel much else for Dolly. After all, it was natural for people to change as they grew up, and she didn't believe that Sylvia's friend would treat either her or the heroine particularly well as she was now.
In fact, she was far more interested in knowing what Darryl would do, as it was a rare chance to peek into his psyche.
Of course, being just a 'memory', Darryl was completely unaffected by the beautiful girl's sharp and expectant gaze, and just continued to wait silently as the situation got worse.
"This has nothing to do with you, Dolly!"
"Yeah, get out of the way!"
"Sylvia knew we didn't complete the homework, so why did she mention it to the teacher?!"
