"Meow~"
As the cat pawed at Shard's clothes next to the pillow, asking him to share some food, it suddenly lifted its head, curiously watching the snowfall on the ceiling. Its amber eyes reflected the bizarre scene. It stretched out a little paw to toy with the falling snowflakes, startled by the cold touch, but soon it reached out again, driven by curiosity.
According to the letter from Miss Mia Gold, Mia was less than half a year old; she had probably never seen snow.
Miss Luisa looked around; it was still Shard's bedroom. Though snowflakes were drifting down from the ceiling, compared to last night's events, the current situation was quite ordinary.
"For now, this is the only way. I can feel how powerful the Arcane Technique I possess is, but I cannot use it. Right now, I can only make it snow in a certain area which, fortunately, does not consume much of my spirit and elements."
