"Sorry to interrupt your meeting. But once you hear my request, you'll naturally understand my presumption."
"I'd like to ask you to—change your destination~"
The woman tapped her fingers against the table as though playing a piano, smiling as she spoke.
"Stellaron Hunter, I've seen you before. On the company's bounty notices, that is. The reward was astronomical—and dead or alive. Do you know how many Credit Points your bounty is worth?"
Himeko calmly asked as she looked at the projection of the woman named Kafka.
"I don't particularly care about that. As for the company's bounty notices... rather than infamy, I see them as praise. To me, the larger the reward, the grander the compliment."
Kafka wandered casually around the train's hall before turning to smile at everyone.
"You wanted criminals sure know how to look on the bright side..."
Even March 7th couldn't help throwing out a jab.
"Come to think of it, Herta once praised you as well: a madman who claimed to see fate, leading a group of lunatics with no regard for their lives as they chased the most dangerous thing in the universe!"
"Those were Herta's own words. She rarely praises anyone, you know~"
Himeko's words made Kafka smile. She walked closer and looked at the Stellaron Hunters.
"Chasing the most dangerous thing in the universe? In that regard, your train crew is the same kind of people as us, aren't you?"
Himeko did not answer Kafka's question.
"You've come to the wrong place, Kafka. We have no intention of accepting your request, nor do we intend to have anything to do with the Stellaron Hunters. It's been nice talking to you. Perhaps one day, if you're willing to visit us in person, we might be able to hold friendly talks then."
Kafka merely