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[X] Look back at Marisa with a start and let go of her.
[X] Apologize to Alice quickly. "Oh, was this yours? Sorry!"

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Don't panic.

Anon looks back at Marisa with a start, then lets go of her. He glances at Alice's expression. Is it jealousy? He thinks back, "... a doll-manipulating magician who visits me all the time. It must be because I am so awesome ~ze."

Think.

He gets an idea during the few seconds he uses to steady his feet on the ground. If his guess is right...

"Oh, was this yours? Sorry!", he blurts out.

"Wha-wha-what?", she says. Her face is bright red, all the way to her ears.

"Eh? You got something from her? You aren't holding anything, ~ze," Marisa says. She seems oblivious to the implication.

"Mngthwfff," Alice says. Her face is now turning pale white.

Anon smiles. His guess is right. Now its time to change the subject. He turns to Marisa.

"It's nothing. More importantly, what are you planning to make with those mushrooms," he asks.

Marisa's eyes light up excitedly. "Oh! I'll be making my specialty! These will be great for lunch ~ze!"

She quickly hops off her broom and runs inside her house. The structure itself is a small cottage in the middle of a small clearing. There is only one path leading into the woods from here.

A quick glance at Alice confirms that she is still in shock. Her face is slowly turning back to its natural color. Anon resists the urge to burst out laughing.

"You're joining us, right Alice?"

"Eh? Ah-ah, of course!", she manages.

"Your doll is quite well-made, by the way. I've never seen stitches done with such meticulous detail."

"Ah-ah-ah, thank you very much," she says clearly flustered. Her face is turning red again.

"We should head inside," Anon says. Alice just nods.

Anon struggles to maintain a straight face as they both head to the cottage.