Wasn't that Mimo?!
How could this be?
In disbelief, Leslie kept staring at the red crochet fox toy held by the sunny Calliope. The little one merrily showed the toy, even asking if the former wanted to hug it.
"Aunty, my friend is so soft, so cuddly~ Oh! His name is Mimo! Isn't he cute?"
What the... its name was also Mimo?
Unable to give any appropriate response, Leslie could only gape at the crochet toy with her mouth slightly opened. Incredulity glinted in her stunned gaze.
'En? Why did she look like that?'
Calix raised his brows, noticing how stiff Leslie suddenly appeared. She quietly examined the crochet toy as if she was shocked to see it.
'She didn't mistake it with the one I made, right?'
Calix was not sure what was happening but, he could only assume that. Well, Calliope's crochet toy looked similar to other fox toys he had seen before. The one he crocheted previously also bore resemblances.
