"Is that so? Then the way you look right now doesn't seem like what you described."
"..." The flames around them suddenly flared several degrees brighter, then flickered a few times before returning to normal. "I'm a little tired. Just let me space out like this for a while."
"Oh, don't make it too long."
"...Mm."
"Yo! We've come visiting!"
In her hazy state, Mokou was awakened by an energetic shout.
"Who's this inconsiderate!? Don't you know you're supposed to keep quiet!?" Mokou, who had already been sleeping poorly and had now been woken up, said irritably as she looked at the girl in strange clothes—uh... the girls in strange clothes.
Just what was going on with Jiu Ming's home? Why did people keep coming here at the drop of a hat?
They were being way too casual about it. And every one of them had come through that strange door. She had seen the space beyond the door before—it was clearly an enclosed secret room. How could people walk out of it? And more than one at that.
"Where's Ninth Sister?"
"Huh? Who are you?" Mokou pulled a long face as she stared at the short-haired girl who was looking around as though no one else existed. Judging by where she stood, she seemed to be the leader of this group? Fine, none of these people seemed to possess any special power. They were all weakling ordinary humans, right?
"The owner of this place... Oh? Who are you?"
"...You're only asking that now?" The corner of Mokou's mouth twitched slightly. She glanced at Yakumo Yukari, who showed no particular reaction. It seemed that everyone who could come here already knew one another? Did that make her a fresh-faced newcomer?
"Anyway, don't pay it too much mind. Strange people keep