Talulah playing Black Snake was a very simple matter.
She herself was Black Snake.
But there was something especially wrong with Hoshino's question. Talulah took a few steps back and reached up to remove her hood. Her expression remained calm, without the slightest surprise in her eyes, while inwardly, she pondered.
Why had she been recognized?
Had the name of the Reunion Movement's leader really become known in every household?
"You seem pretty happy about this."
Hoshino could not help but remark.
Demit clearly looked like the second son of some noble family. His father or grandfather's fief was probably nearby, so even if he fled in panic now, he could run from the monk but not from the temple.
She had not even asked whether this school of thought was loosely organized or an actual organization.
Hoshino was quite curious about that.
"It is precisely for that reason that I want you to play Black Snake."
Hoshino sounded like a very reasonable person, but she gave that explanation while running.
Along the way, she held Talulah's little hand and dragged her forward without discussion, racing across snowfields and sparse farmland until the vague outline of a city came into view.
"We need to work together."
"How do you define cooperation?" Talulah asked, though she already knew the answer.
"Cooperation means you have to listen to me."
"..."
Talulah fell silent again.
An accident occurred while they were sneaking into the city, and Black Snake's soul took the upper hand again.
Hoshino sensed that the footsteps following close behind her had suddenly stopped. When she turned around, a dark aura was spreading wildly. Talulah was no longer wearing that lukewarm expression; her lips parted slightly, her demeanor alluring and sinister, like a black rose in full bloom.
"You really are