Yuuta took back the towels, folding them and putting them in a separate pile from the others. "Good. I'm glad they're lost and destroyed, some of them. I hope they're never found or recreated."

He shook his head, remembering examples of dark magic and other negative magics he had seen back home, especially when he was much younger. "Go on and sit down, make yourself comfortable. I have some soup we can heat up."