The relentless, hushed patter of footsteps echoed in my room as I circled around the center table positioned in front of my bed.
Before long, Sera returned from her flight, politely knocking on the glass window.
I was confident that by now, she must have thoroughly explored the entire city.
With a smile, I welcomed her in, and she gracefully settled on my bed.
Taking a seat next to her on the bed, I summoned two baskets laden with fruits and meatballs from inside the dimensional storage of my smart bracelet.
Picking up a handful of meatballs and fruit berries, I started feeding Sera.
I knew she was perfectly capable of eating on her own, but feeding her with my own hands like this made me feel comfortable. Besides, Sera seemed to like it too.
Well, in truth, she liked anything that gave her a sense of significance. Basically, she liked feeling important.
