W had a very strange nature.
The more people wanted her to do something, the less likely she was to do it. She always did the exact opposite, following her whims. Many people even called her a complete psycho.
But W didn't care.
She thought being sarcastic was great fun. But when someone begged her to insult them, W immediately found it all unbearably dull. Bored, she lowered her gaze to Aaron. The demon's vertical pupils narrowed dangerously, and at the same time, she radiated an intensely strange charm.
"Hehehe."
W laughed.
"Get lost."
She kicked Aaron away, not caring which squad he belonged to or who its captain was.
After that, W felt much better. She looked up again at the dazed blue-haired loli. Her appearance was languid, her movements just as languid, yet she moved with unreasonable speed. And throughout the whole thing, her eyes had been closed!
"She didn't take me seriously at all."
W held a dagger in one hand and a sticky plastic bomb in the other, deciding to go in herself.
Pia! (ｏ‵-′)ノ
W went flying too.
A sharp, dull ache burst through her back, but the sword moved faster than sensation. As the pain traveled along her nerves, her opponent had already withdrawn her sword and continued forward at an unhurried pace, swaying as she walked and yawning.
"So tired. What a hassle."
That was Lilia's assessment—and Hoshino's honest complaint.
She walked over and patted W's face.
"Have you seen her?"
W smiled and obediently shook her head. Hoshino didn't press her further and continued on.
To Hoshino's surprise, when Talulah was beneath Chernobog's tower, she genuinely didn't mention Rozaliya at all. She'd protected that pink-haired airhead extremely well.
Talulah was so stupid.
She kept walking.
"Stop."
Hoshino opened her eyes and casually