"Alesha! What are you doing here?"
Hearing the shout, Alesha, with a little lace parasol hanging from her shoulder against her chest, hugged her knees and looked up. Her azure eyes were wide open, her tone somewhat bewildered.
"I, I..."
Perhaps feeling that saying it aloud would be too embarrassing, she pointed at the sign beside her and fell silent again.
Jiang Han held back a laugh.
Hah, she's even more of a dummy than I am... After thinking it over, she invited her anyway.
"How about you follow me for now? In a day or two, once we find a camp, we'll drop you off."
"Thank you so much." Alesha's delighted tone rose by a notch, though her voice was naturally so calm that even when expressing delight, it did not sound like the sort of voice that could warrant an exclamation mark.
Jiang Han gave her a sunny smile.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. We are at the same training base, after all..."
Upon hearing that, a puzzled expression appeared on Alesha's face.
"Um... do I know you?"
...Wuliguala!
Jiang Han's eyes widened. This was the first time she had enjoyed the treatment of "having clearly met someone, only to be forgotten." She began gesturing wildly.
"Hah? You don't remember me? We've met before!"
They had even had coffee together.
That day, after watching those three idiots get brutally beaten up by Histeria again, Jiang Han had happily gone to get herself a cup of coffee, only to run into this Mary Sue. The two had even chatted for a while.
...Grandma's balls! Jiang Han glared at her with a dark expression.
Alesha looked meek and aggrieved.
"Your voice is very familiar, but..."
Jiang Han nearly let out another murloc screech. Her voice was not particularly distinctive—her appearance, on