[Distant mumbling can be heard from the journal.] Nnn, it's chilly this morning... eh? What am I doing outside?
[There's a short pause. Then, a gasp.]
I... I'm back. I'm alive, I...!
[The voice grows louder as whoever is speaking approaches the journal. The voice sounds a little anxious.] Hello? Is someone there? I'm not sure where I've been dropped
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Fon Master?
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Anise will be relieved.
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How long have I been gone?
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[She's now on her way home! She's still quite a ways away, but she's in no rush at all~]
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[Carrying a few bags in his arms, he turned the corner and saw a rather familiar figure walking a short distance ahead of him...]
Anise...?
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[And so, dropping the bags carelessly to the ground, he starts running towards the friend he hasn't seen in far too long.]
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Thankfully, he'd calmed down enough and is surprised at who he sees when he walks inside the house.]
Ah, Fon Master! What're you--you've returned!
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[Oh, and Dist may notice the Fon Master is wearing a rather familiar shirt. But don't blame him; blame the Malnosso for taking all of his things out of his room!]
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[Oh, he noticed, and opened his mouth to question, but remembered how everyone comes back bare like that. He snorts, slightly amused at how loose it hung off the young boy's body.] Would you like me to search the clothing shop for your attire, Fon Master?
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Thank you for offering, but it's all right. I was planning on going there later today, so there's no need to trouble yourself. [He, too, glances down at the much-too-big shirt. Curse his scrawny physique!] Ah, and I'll be sure to wash and return this to you as soon as I can.
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Ion! Ion, is that you?
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