“Uuh, this stupid place keeps reminding me that I suck at energy transfer,” grumbles the girl to nobody but herself as she examines an unfathomably hard rectangle of 60% cocoa. “Um, can I reimagine it as flow of molecular movement? Ugh, it feels wrong somehow, using thermodynamics to form the image of a spell.”

She pauses for a moment.

“Speaking of that, I’d like some rope.”

In the end, she relies on A-rank (teeth) strength.

“So good~” squeals the girl as she but skips her way across the mall one last time. “But it’s way too hard. But it’s so good~”

Day 1 Evening 01 - When It Snows