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Dialo - she had been Teufel for a long time, but she was properly Dialo and no witch would ever change that - had eventually decided on a wish. To be able to travel between the worlds under her own power. To be able to see the friends she'd made once she left Koriko.
Of course, Selenite was high on that list - the highest. So it was with only some care to her appearance - a long coat with a hood wouldn't fool anyone who actually looked at her and noticed the weird spots the coat bulged, but it would at least get her to Selenite's mansion without being accosted.
And what a mansion it was. The only more ridiculously lavish building Dialo could think of was Koriko's hotel.
"...I hope he's in right now. I should have gotten his phone number."
She rings the doorbell.
Of course, Selenite was high on that list - the highest. So it was with only some care to her appearance - a long coat with a hood wouldn't fool anyone who actually looked at her and noticed the weird spots the coat bulged, but it would at least get her to Selenite's mansion without being accosted.
And what a mansion it was. The only more ridiculously lavish building Dialo could think of was Koriko's hotel.
"...I hope he's in right now. I should have gotten his phone number."
She rings the doorbell.