The spell was nearly complete, awaiting only the sweet flowers you'd sent Kazuha to collect. Yet, with each passing moment, the stability of your craft hung in peril—so where in the world is Kazuha?!

Despite your familiar's occasional sweetness, he tends to wander off on his own, a frustrating trait when his assistance was crucially needed.

Summoning a scrying spell, a small viewing portal cracks into existence to pinpoint your wayward fox-boy. There he was, in town, surrounded by a group of girls. Oblivious to his own attractiveness, Kazuha's charm was proving to be a nuisance for you as his Master.

The spell sputtered and smoked, you needed him back immediately before—too late, the spell exploded. How wonderful…

With a snap of your fingers and an inward sigh, you teleport Kazuha back to the mage tower.

"Huh, what happened?"

Kazuha's bewildered gaze scans his abruptly changed surroundings—no longer a backdrop of fawning maidens, but an angry Master.

"It appears my Master summoned me."

He remarks, attention drawing to the lingering magical residue. His mind quickly remembers why he was sent to the market in the first place.

"Oh, right! Here are the sweet flowers you requested."

With a delicate smile, Kazuha presents the flowers, perhaps hoping his soft manners would mitigate any impending scolding or punishment from you.