Ellyse nodded: “Then I will leave you here.”
She glanced at Sophie, who seemed to want to say something more.
“Before I left, the Magical Girl Association handled the school disturbance for you and covered up your disappearance for the day, so your mother is still unaware.”
“Besides, you must both be exhausted after everything that happened today, so find a suitable opportunity to confess about becoming a Magical Girl later; don’t make her worry tonight.”
“Also, don’t forget that as the ‘Prophecy Maiden’, you have to report to the Magical Girl Association tomorrow.”
Sophie paused, then nodded gently.
Prophecy Maiden?
Alex Morgan blinked, her gaze quietly sweeping back and forth between Ellyse’s face and Sophie’s face.
However, Ellyse clearly had no intention of explaining.
“Get a good night’s sleep and digest everything that happened today.”
After saying that, before Sophie could respond, she put on her helmet and twisted the throttle.
Accompanied by the low roar of the engine, the wild heavy motorcycle sped away, leaving behind only a dashing silhouette.
“Big Sister Ellyse is so cool…”
Sophie watched her leave with a look of admiration, then immediately turned around.
Her emerald eyes sparkled as she looked at the Pink-haired girl beside her and naturally took her hand.
“Let’s go, Senior! Mom must have finished cooking by now!”
“I’m home—!”
On the seventh floor of the apartment building, Alex Morgan let herself be led by the other girl, pulled by this Origin Qi girl as she pushed open the door.
Pushing open the front door, there was a sunken entryway with a step difference.
The air was filled with a faint lemon fragrance, and two pairs of sneakers were neatly placed on the entryway step.
At the same time, a rich and enticing aroma of spices wafted out from inside the house.
“I even brought a friend home today!”
Sophie nimbly took out a pair of pink guest slippers with bunnies printed on them from the shoe cabinet while calling out.
Alex Morgan’s gaze naturally fell on an exquisite photo frame placed on top of the shoe cabinet, which contained a picture of a young Sophie and a red-haired woman.
“That’s Mom and me.”
Sophie followed her gaze, and while changing her shoes, she explained casually, “As for my dad… he disappeared when I was very young!”
Even when mentioning this, her tone seemed completely indifferent, and she said with a smile: “There are only Mom and me at home now, but we’ve long since gotten used to it; the two of us are super happy living together!”
“Oh, you’re back?”
Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a woman wearing an apron walked out from the living room.
She had neat, capable wine-red short hair, and her facial features were seventy percent similar to Sophie’s, but she appeared more mature and heroic.
Although she was still holding a soup ladle in her hand, her energetic and brisk demeanor made it clear at a glance that she was the type who was good at managing a household and had a cheerful personality.
“I’m Melissa Carter, Sophie’s mother.”
“You must be Momoka, the one little Sophie mentioned in her text message, right? You’re so pretty!”
Sophie’s mother looked Alex Morgan up and down.
Seeing her face, which was devoid of expression but extremely pleasing to the eye, she immediately revealed a warm smile.
“I heard from Sophie that you had an accident, can’t remember things for the time being, and have nowhere to go? Don’t worry, although my place isn’t big, it’s no problem to add an extra pair of chopsticks! Just treat this place like your own home!”
Facing this overwhelming enthusiasm, the cold line of defense Alex Morgan had prepared loosened slightly.
“…”
She nodded almost imperceptibly: “Thank you for the trouble.”
“It’s no trouble at all! It just so happens I made something delicious today!”
Sophie’s mother waved her soup ladle generously, “Go wash your hands quickly. To welcome our new friend, I specially made hamburger steak curry!”
After the two washed their hands, they quickly came to the dining table.
On the steaming plates, next to the rice covered in rich, dark brown curry sauce, lay a thick hamburger steak the size of a palm, pan-fried until it was fragrant and crispy.
Sophie’s mother was clearly a doer; not only did she give a generous portion, but she also specially added a soft-boiled fried egg to Momoka’s plate.
“Come on, eat more! Look how thin you are, child; you’re at the age where you’re still growing.”
“Thank you.”
She picked up her spoon, cut off a piece of the hamburger steak, and put it into her mouth.
The meat was firm and juicy, mixed with the slightly spicy, rich curry and rice.
That solid sense of satisfaction instantly exploded in her mouth.
This kind of home-cooked meal, full of the warmth of everyday life, was enough to soothe a stomach that had just experienced life and death.
“Delicious!”
“You’re just a sweet talker.”
Although Sophie’s mother feigned annoyance, the smile in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.
Seeming to notice the deep fatigue hidden by Momoka, she didn’t ask too many details about the “amnesia,” just kept urging her to eat more, her enthusiasm tempered with a sense of propriety.
Dinner ended in a warm and lively atmosphere.
After they were full, Sophie’s mother efficiently cleared the dishes and urged the two to go wash up and rest.
“Follow me, my room is upstairs!”
Sophie naturally took Alex Morgan’s small hand and walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor of the duplex apartment.
“There’s also a separate bathroom on the second floor, so you don’t have to run downstairs if you need to use it at night.”
Sophie pointed to the top of the stairs, then pointed to the three doors in the hallway and introduced them, “The one on the left is the empty guest room, but it’s not cleaned up right now. And this one on the right—is mine!”
She twisted the knob of the outermost door and slapped the wall.
Click.
The soft ceiling light turned on.
What came into view was a pink world full of girlish charm.
Pink floral wallpaper, pink curtains, and a fluffy light pink carpet spread on the floor.
In the middle of the carpet was a white low round table, and the head of the bed, the cabinets, and even the corners of the carpet were filled with various plush toys.
One side of the room was a wall-to-wall bookshelf, filled with art books, fairy tale books, extracurricular tutoring books, and… a large number of photography technique books and collections.
“Waaaah!!!”
Sophie suddenly let out a cute shriek, let go of her Senior’s hand, and sprinted toward the low round table.
There, on the back of the chair, was a very childish pair of panties with kittens printed on them.
Sophie picked it up with one hand, then her face flushed red.
She hurriedly stuffed it into a drawer, turned around awkwardly, her eyes shifting, trying to change the subject.
“Um! Senior, look! These are the photos I took!”
She pointed to the corkboard in front of the desk, which was covered in photos, and said it as if showing off a treasure.