"Would you look that? It's time to babysit the little ancestors." Tiara did not waste any time, as with a normal expression, she turned away and slowly flew off.
But as she was a few miles away, she burst off at full speed as well, like a black and white flash of light, leaving behind a group of shocked beings behind.
"...." (Tiffany)
"...." (Stella)
"...." (Rose)
"...Would you look at that, time sure flies. It's dinner time." Beatrice also spoke in the midst of the silence, her figure silently retreating backwards with every word.
"I also need to water my disciples, unless they won't grow." Stella hurriedly followed and also retreated as well. She packed her things as fast as she could as well.
"...."
Rose did not have any excuse and just retreated as well. Their intentions were blatantly clear. What babysitting? Today was a holiday. What cooking? They don't need food.
