Allen’s OfficeWhen Scarlet Woke Up

Allen groans as he sits at his desk with his head down on it, missing both his wife and his adopted daughter who he hasn’t been able to adopt yet. Mostly due to the daughter in question not being on Earth while his wife is on the frontlines battling.

“Please dad! I want to go to the frontlines when I reach Class III!” Belle exclaims from the other side of his desk, adding yet another problem to his list of things stressing him out lately.

Unlike a lot of the other Class IV Guardians, Allen was told to stay at the capital since his help was more beneficial in making magi-tech than he was in direct combat. Which left his wife to go to the frontlines without him.

And now his daughter wants to as well.

Allen sighs while sitting up again, looking at his daughter, who is looking at him with her signature pleading and yet stubborn look.

“You know you don’t need to ask me for permission, right?” he eventually mutters, reaching up to rub his temples. And she just nods. “But you’re doing it anyways.”

She nods again.

Allen sighs once more.

“I’ll give you my blessing as long as you take the magi-tech equipment I give you and you stick to your mother like glue while you’re there, understood?” Allen states, deciding that she just wants to make him less worried about her since she’ll be going anyways.

“Sure!” Belle exclaims, a smile on her face. But before either of them can say any more, a dinging sound echoes in their head, followed immediately by the appearance of a Universal Notification.

Warning! This is a universal notification!

[REDACTED] has obtained an etched skill slot through reaching Class III under the age of twenty years old!

May their achievement ring out throughout the known universe!