Everyone had to live on edge, killing others and being killed in turn.
Texas had once belonged to a family called Texas.
But unfortunately, for all sorts of reasons, her family had been purged, and she had come to Lungmen.
But clearly, some things could not simply be wiped clean by leaving.
As long as people lived, they would form all kinds of connections, making good ties and bad ones.
And Lappland was one of Texas's bad ties...
"Hey, Texas, don't look so lifeless. How about a fight?"
As she spoke, Lappland swiftly closed in on Texas again.
But then, her brow furrowed once more.
"Boring."
With that, she walked off to one side on her own.
"Boss, bring me a pizza. Authentic Siracusan style. I'm starving to death."
"Huh?"
Hearing Lappland's strange request, the man froze for a moment before answering helplessly.
"We... don't sell pizza here."
"No pizza? Then what do you have..."
"Um... we have quite a lot of other things."
Lappland's abrupt shifts left the owner somewhat at a loss.
But fortunately, aside from her obvious desire to fight at the beginning, Lappland was still a decent customer.
After ordering some food, she quieted down.
She kept one empty seat between herself and Texas.
"So..." Lappland said as she chewed on the macaroni the owner had brought over, "why do you look so utterly unmotivated?"
She really wanted to fight Texas, but she could also tell that Texas had no fighting spirit right now.
Though Texas still forced herself to focus when facing her, that was all she did.
She was still in terrible condition.
And faced with Texas like this, Lappland had no desire to make a move. She was merely bored.
The Texas she knew had never looked this disheveled.
"...It's nothing."
Texas said