"Where are we going?"
Heavy Bunny could fly, and when it moved, it paid no mind to its route. In an instant, the kaleidoscope of colors below turned into a chaotic blur. No matter how sharp Fiammetta's vision was, she could not make out where she was.
At that moment, a pair of hands settled on her from behind. Hoshino placed her hands on Fiammetta's shoulders.
When Fiammetta turned around, she saw only a pair of cold, indifferent eyes. Hoshino was staring at her as though she were not a living person, but a weapon component—part of some great machine.
That look...
She felt she had only seen it on certain angels. People with that look shared one trait: they did not see people as people.
"People are part of the machine. If you want to design a weapon, you have to design the people along with it."
Hoshino spoke those callous words without a hint of emotion.
"But as everyone knows, people cannot be changed. All you can do is make the weapon adapt to them."
She listed a series of reasons.
Yet Hoshino had only ever had one goal: to make contact with Fiammetta and unlock Dea Anchora sooner. For that, she had even taken Fiammetta on a detour, adding a few tiny jolts so that she could not tell where she was at all.
For some reason, Hoshino felt like a taxi driver taking customers for a ride. There was no class to it whatsoever.
"How heavy a bow can you draw? How much impact can you withstand? Do you have any metal objects on you that cannot be removed?"
She fired off the questions, making herself seem professional.
Fiammetta was influenced to some extent as well. She lowered her head and thought carefully. As for that