Back home, and in the little hut all I find are only a complaining cat and a list of tasks from Grandmother? No trouble—I can handle more than that. But I don’t like the job of the new Baba Yaga, no matter how you turn it. My soul craves adventures; the experience from Yav pushes me toward madness; and there’s an itch from a “troublesome” streak right where it shouldn’t be.
Decided! I’ll open a magical delivery service and find my own fate—rather than the one others have imposed on me… Nothing bad will happen, right?....