“Raph?” Raph-chan sounded surprised.

“Oh my!”

“Oh dear!”

I looked at the killer whale sisters and found myself having to look down—look down quite a lot more than I expected.

Sadeena was fine. At a glance, she didn’t seem to have changed at all—there was no way to tell visually if she had any text-corrupted gear she couldn’t use.

The problem was Shildina. Back in our world, she had been almost the same size as Sadeena, but now . . . she had shrunk. She was currently in her demi-human form, so there was no doubting it. She was now just a little taller than Raphtalia had once been, and her clothing was all loose too. She even looked younger, like a little kid, with just a tinge of pink to her skin. Her voice was higher pitched too. She really did just look like a normal kid—or at least not like someone who had been a mature woman just a few moments ago.

“Fehhh . . .” Rishia was looking over with surprise on her face. Seriously, I wished she would grow out of making that annoying sound. It was hard to say whether she’d made any progress at all, really. Now Itsuki was the one keeping her calm.

“L’Arc did mention that Raphtalia got smaller when she came to this world,” I said.

“I have heard about what happened with you. It made quite an impression, so I recall it well,” Ethnobalt said.

“So I guess, just like how Filo and Ethnobalt changed to reflect each world, demi-humans get younger,” I concluded.

“Oh my? What about me?” Sadeena asked.

“When Filo came to this world before, she was a humming fairy chick, correct? But when I went to your world, I became something close to an usapil, didn’t I?” Ethnobalt said.

“Maybe age is reflected in there too. You grew pretty big too, didn’t you, Ethnobalt,” I reminded him. Raphtalia was in fact only around ten years old. Maybe that was why she had looked so young upon first arriving in this world. The same went for Filo. The reality of that matter was that Filo wasn’t even one year old yet. In the case of Ethnobalt, it might be because he was a race that developed slowly . . . but that still left questions.

“Little Naofumi, did you want to see me when I was a child?” Sadeena asked.

“Not particularly,” I responded. I recalled Sadeena saying she was 23 years old. She had spent time with Raphtalia’s parents before Raphtalia had even been born, so it made sense she was older. She had that whole history as the water dragon’s miko priestess and executioner in Q’ten Lo too.

“Oh dear,” Shildina said.

“You’re so cute, little Shildina!” Sadeena said, lifting her sister up from behind.

“Stop it. Put me down!” she protested, looking very unhappy at now being of carrying size. That made her look even more like a child. Appearances could be so confusing.