"Your hands are idle, Yustera."

"I'm sorry..."
Nika, looking dejected, went ahead and started setting up the magical tools. Beside her, Beatrice watched her with an exceptionally stern gaze, keeping a close eye on everything she did.

Fortunately, the scene of her kneeling on the sand with her hands raised didn't play out. She had wisely lowered her tail before it came to that. It was good that Nika had regained her energy, but it was equally important to clearly define the boundaries between her roles as Yustera and Nika.
At the very least, Beatrice had to always …