"...Though I personally wasn't all that fond of her."
Hearing Serval say that, Bronya gave an awkward laugh beside her. The matter between her mother and Serval was an old mess between best friends, and Bronya really wasn't in a position to persuade either of them.
Those were not matters someone of her generation could comment on.
"How nice... Everyone has someone they know."
Guinaifen looked a little awkward. She was never timid at home, nor was she timid on stage.
But arriving alone in an unfamiliar place, with no one she knew around her, made her feel somewhat uneasy.
"Come to think of it, Miss March 7th, where are you from?" Guinaifen looked toward the pink-haired girl, who had been just as quiet as she had.
"...Huh? Me? Were you calling me?"
March 7th pointed at herself in confusion.
"Yes... Aren't you Miss March 7th?" Guinaifen found March 7th's reaction rather baffling.
"Oh... So my name is March 7th—wait, when he called out March 7th earlier, he was calling me!?"
"You don't know your own name!?" Guinaifen was stunned, and everyone else turned to look as well.
"I don't know... When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a red-haired big sister. Then I suddenly appeared here... She put these clothes on me."
March 7th tugged at her collar, seemingly trying to figure out how to explain it.
"...Is this girl's reaction time a little too slow?"
Sushang scratched her head, but she felt an odd sense of kinship when she looked at March 7th—at last, someone even dumber than her had appeared!
"Don't talk nonsense."
Yukong rapped Sushang on the head.
"M-Miss March 7th, do you mean you don't know that your name is March 7th, or that you don't know your name at all?"