Straight-laced alchemist senior sister × fair-skinned fox with a dark side
When Master returned from his travels, he dumped a little junior brother on me.
I’m a straight-laced alchemist. What do I know about raising a child? I had no choice but to spend the night in the library looking for a childcare handbook and raise him by following its instructions.
My junior brother was sweet and well-behaved, if a little delicate. Whenever there was a thunderstorm, he’d get scared, turn back into his true form, and burrow into my arms.
But as he grew up, I noticed he was always hovering around my furnace. That wouldn’t do! How could he ever become independent like that?
So I promptly left the mountain to travel the world too. But the sky always seemed gloomy along the way, and there was a chill at my back…
