Anima returned to Kaito’s home, the newly built mansion that still felt pristine. She was dressed in her usual military-style outfit, and the moment she stepped through the entrance, Caraway appeared to greet her.
"Welcome back, Anima."
"I have returned... Has the Master come home yet?"
"Not yet, but I expect him back any moment now."
"I see..."
Anima nodded at Caraway’s response. As they walked down the hallway side-by-side, she spoke again.
"Cara, once I’ve got these documents sorted, I’m going to consult with the Master. I’d like you to have the contracts ready by then."
"Hmm? Got it. So, does that mean you’re going ahead with the investment for the merchant guild we visited today?"
"It seemed lively enough, and their plans for new products weren't bad at all. Their management policy is stable, so I’ve judged it safe to invest."
Anima pulled the paperwork from her Magic Box and gave Caraway a brief look. The fact that she used the affectionate nickname "Cara" made it clear just how close the two had become.
"I see, I see. Are we sticking with the original investment amount and conditions?"
"There shouldn't be any problems with that. And knowing you, it won't take long to draft... If you find yourself with a bit of spare time, I’d like you to help Eta and Theta."
"You really trust me, don't you? It makes me happy, though. I’ll take care of it. Illness-sama is already with Theta, so I should probably prioritize helping Eta, right?"
At the moment, Eta was working with Zwei—who had volunteered to help—to get the party venue ready. Meanwhile, Theta was in the kitchen with Ein and Illness, preparing the food for the event.
"Yes. While we’re incredibly grateful for the assistance from Ein-dono and Zwei-dono, the Master is technically the host this time. We can’t just leave every single thing to those two."
"Good point. Oh, right—those souvenirs you asked me to get for the guests arrived safely. The quantity and quality are both perfect."
"Good. And were they bagged individually?"
"All finished. I’ve got them sorted in the warehouse."
"...Impressive as always."
Caraway was more than just physically gifted. She was exceptionally capable across the board. On top of the inherent physical prowess of a Peerage-class High-ranking Demon, she was naturally dexterous and could handle almost any task with effortless grace.
For Anima, she was a partner she could rely on without a second thought.
"It’s finally tomorrow, huh? Honestly, the guest list is full of such big names that even I’m getting a little nervous."
"...Indeed. But the Master must be even more anxious, given it’s his first time hosting. For his sake, we have to keep our heads on straight... I’m counting on you, Cara."
"Of course! I’ll give it my all. But hey, since I’ve been following so many of your orders, I think I deserve a little reward, don't you?"
"...What is it? Just say it."
Anima let out a soft sigh as she saw the mischievous glint in Caraway’s eyes. Caraway was a brilliant subordinate, but she had a bit of a playful streak. She never showed that side to Kaito, whom she revered, but she often teased Anima, her best friend.
"I want you to come out for a drink with me soon. If I leave a certain Bear-san to her own devices, she’ll just work herself to the bone. Everyone needs a breather once in a while."
"Haa... Personally, I feel that a minimal amount of rest is more than enough..."
"No, no, no! If you keep talking like that, Miyama-sama is going to scold you for overworking yourself again."
"Urgh... When you put it like that..."
Caraway had lived quite a long time for a High-ranking Demon. She knew how to switch gears—working with intensity when necessary, but relaxing completely when it was time to rest.
Perhaps that was why they balanced each other so well. Anima was almost too serious and hardworking, but because Caraway was constantly dragging her away for a break, she managed to maintain a healthy pace.
"...Fine. But we will keep it in moderation so it doesn't interfere with the next day's duties."
"Yes, yes. It’s a relief to see you’re still the same old Anima—someone who loves her work... or rather, someone who just loves Miyama-sama."
"Stop teasing me, Cara."
"Ahaha! Well, it just shows how charming Miyama-sama really is."
Seeing Caraway’s bright laugh, Anima felt the tension leave her body. She gave a small smile and finally relaxed her shoulders. Noticing the change, Caraway nodded and brought them back to the task at hand.
"Alright, let's get to it! I'll handle the contracts and help with the party prep. Anima, you focus on organizing those documents and consulting with Miyama-sama."
"Yes... I intend to join the preparations as soon as I’m finished speaking with the Master."
"Got it. I’ll save the heavy lifting for you then, okay?"
"Heh, very well. Leave it to me."
After confirming their plans, the two entered the office. As Caraway began gathering the supplies needed for the contracts, Anima murmured under her breath.
"...Cara, I’m glad you’re here. Thank you... for everything you do."
"Wait, what? That’s so rare... Oh no, this is bad. It’s definitely going to rain tomorrow, and right during the party too!"
"...Hey."
"Ahaha!"
Anima had grown immensely over the last two years. Both in terms of her knowledge and her maturity. The training from Kuromueina had played a massive role, but perhaps finding a friend she could truly bond with was the real secret to her growth.
Serious-senpai: "You said the party was starting! You said it was starting!!"
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