Shinobu Kocho's Revenge

Inside the spacious, brightly lit room.

Doma watched as the opponent who had originally been assigned to him was suddenly pulled away by Space Thread, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face as he waved the folding fan in his hand.

"So that's how it is. It seems Miss Nakime's ability has been restricted. Even on our own turf, we can't choose our opponents."

Still, he had not particularly liked his previous opponent anyway. If he got to choose, he would naturally pick those pretty girls as opponents, so he could enjoy his food while fighting.

"Miss Nakime? Miss Nakime?"

Doma tried to call Nakime, hoping she would send him somewhere suitable. But Nakime was already tied up at the moment and had no time to answer him. And even if she had the time, she would most likely be too lazy to pay Doma any attention.

Just as Doma was feeling somewhat dejected, Space Thread appeared before him. Then, a figure emerged from the void along the thread, landing lightly and appearing in front of him.

"Oh?"

Doma looked at the figure before him, a smile appearing on his face. "I knew little Shinobu liked me best. You were sure to come looking for me on your own."

Shinobu Kocho had only just landed when Doma's words made her expression stiffen slightly. Yet she still wore a smile as she said, "Please do not call me by my given name. It is disgusting."

"You saying that truly breaks my heart. Ever since we last parted, I've thought of you day and night."

Doma gently swayed his folding fan as he spoke with a smile. But then he looked somewhat surprised when he saw that no one else had come with Shinobu. "Oh my, you actually came without