Tamayō stayed curled up on the grass bed, still sobbing.
'Well, it was my plan, in the first place… let me console her.'
So, I stepped away from the door and walked toward Tamayō.
"Tamayō. Alicia," I said calmly. "We have made a mistake. No way around it. Let's face it—Master Raven's a late bloomer. Maybe our approaches are just too aggressive."
I placed a hand on Tamayō's head to comfort her.
When I tried to place one on Alicia's, she gave my hand a sudden dangerous glare—so I wisely backed off.
"Trust me," I said, "Master Raven doesn't hate you."
"…Truly?"
"I assure you. If anything, he's most likely upset with me. He possibly suspects I orchestrated the entire plan."
"But… you did come up with it."
"Tamayō, be silent, and let me console you properly. Of all Master's summons, only you—and that damn spider—have dared to make a move. That places you beyond mere summon status. You're the third baby of our Wife–Baby Association, remember?"