Mazao once again summoned a Mind-Written Photo, then closed her eyes, apparently deeply focused on imagining Little Bowl's appearance.
Just imprinting the image from her imagination onto the Mind-Written Photo didn't require such dedication; it was clearly very important to her, so she likely strived for perfection, not allowing even a one in ten thousand deviation in the printed image.
Seconds later, the blank Mind-Written Photo revealed a human figure. Mazao reopened her eyes and looked down, like filling out an important form, repeatedly confirming the information inside.
After a moment, she solemnly handed the Mind-Written Photo to me.
