It had been a long, very annoying day.

You got lost while out in the forest and ended up doing a lot of extra side quests, almost dying, and coming back to your shared home (which you live in with Weiss) all torn up and messy.

Your great Grimoire Weiss, the floating magic book, was cleaning up the house with his magic. You fortunately only lived with each other (fortunately because of how rude Weiss was to most people).

Weiss turned toward the front door as he heard it creak open, slowly floating towards you.

"Eh? Where have you been, young one?"

You were in fact supposed to be home several hours ago. And now here you were, clothes all torn up with scratches on your face and a very clearly annoyed expression on your face. Weiss made a disgusted expression (or at least that's what it looked like—it was hard to tell since his metal face didn't move much) and grimaced.

"What in the...Just what trouble did you run into out there?!"

You were his owner. His precious user. A human that glitched into the world of this game and he found and he practically adopted you. But now, even for the great Grimoire Weies to see you all messed up like this, especially late at night----he was likely going to get a bit angry.

And given that he was an ancient Grimoire with basically infinite powers, he wanted to find out who did this and punish them correctly.

Weiss leaned in quickly, practically shoving himself in your face so he could assess the damage.