Third-person POV
And so, before their light lunch in the royal dining hall, Basilio and his group went on a hunt for essay volumes in Ishidzu's shopping districts before their trip home at 1 o'clock after lunch. They had managed to purchase a few copies of a handful of them for 2-3 Oros each and returned to the royal palace just in time for lunch.
After that, they packed up their bags (knapsacks and roller bags made of biodegradable, environment-friendly hard plastic) and hopped on their Ruslavi helicopters, flying back to Nuevo Tacloban as Sato, Lyam, and Maximilian and his family bid farewell for them.
Along the way in the sky west to Nuevo Tacloban, Katsuko was still doubling over on the 'confetti bomb' setup by Samusa and his gang. "I cannot forget that party bomb!"
"That was funny…" Romana responded, before looking at her Falletan souvenirs for Tej as a gift for her past treatment of him back in Kamal.
"Basilio, kapatid," Ormoc said to Basilio, "if your Ate Paulina and I can go home in Tacloban in our world after our calling, our parents and friends won't believe what stories we'll recount to them."
Paulina felt relaxed, but internally, she was worried about the Tacloban hospital she was working for, as a nurse would say of her "long absence" from her shifts.
Kahraman and Alexis were exchanging opinions on the essays against brutalist architecture.
By 3 p.m., they had landed in the airfields of Nuevo Tacloban, Ruslav. Shortly after everyone got off, Romana quickly gave an Ishidzu postcard (a thick bamboo-made paper that is non-glossy) to Tej as a gift. "Here, Tej Lengyel, I'm so sorry for my elitist treatment of you back when we were in Kamal!"
Surprised that she did reflect on her actions and turned over a new leaf, Tej accepted it. "Thanks, Romana-san."
"You don't have to call me Romana-san!" Romana stammered. "I am not basically a noble anymore; I am more like you, a commoner. Just call me Romana-chan."
"Oh…um…okay. Also, thanks for the money you have given me."
As the afternoon entered its golden hours, Basilio stocked up the half-empty bookshelf in his office with the new volumes from Ishidzu, seeing how this world was better than his old world. Paulina and Ormoc had returned to a scouting mission in Pantano's Brot-Lyon Region with Cas against Vatrene, which is now sending fewer soldiers than the usual big ones. Katsuko, Kahraman, and Viviana returned to Sárga Madár, Dimwell Dukedom, Pantano with their bags full of souvenirs from Falleta (a few cheap kimonos, some postcards, and mochi).
But in the DT headquarters north of Ishidzu, things aren't peaceful. Samusa, now his wounds are bandaged up, reported his failures of the bomb plot to Chanchal, apologizing to him with his knees on the carpeted floor intensely. Hearing the failures from one of his soldiers, Chanchal stood up and put his smoking pipe down. He then gave a soft pat on Samusa and whispered to him, "Make sure you don't fail me again, Samusa…failure means bad business, got that?"
Samusa was terrified of the consequences and nodded. "Y-Yes!"
"Good. You're dismissed."
After leaving the drawing room, Samusa felt a mix of regret for his life choices of joining the DT out of fear for his threatened home village, a Falletan rural rice one, and the fear of failure that would cost him his life.