"Why don't we have those Promoters take action?"
Someone suggested, "They're the only ones with that kind of power, aren't they?"
"No. We can't order those people around at all."
"Then what can we do? Are we really helpless against this tiny shelter?"
"Silence!"
At that moment, the old man at the head of the table spoke. "Actually, it isn't that troublesome."
"We only need to spread the word about the shelter and fan the flames a little. Then some fools will do our work for us."
Everyone froze for a moment at his words, then burst into laughter.
Of course!
They had almost forgotten their most useful tool.
Hatred and prejudice against the Cursed Children were their greatest weapons.
When the time came!
What did it matter how well those people could fight?
Against the tide of public opinion, that strength meant nothing.
That night!
Utaha Kasumigaoka and Kisara Tendo both crept onto the top floor.
They stared!
Their eyes met, and both their expressions sharpened.
You little homewrecker. You had the same idea as me.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Utaha Kasumigaoka lifted her chin and took off her coat.
Kisara Tendo's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.
A b-b-bunny girl.
She gritted her teeth slightly.
Damn it. I miscalculated.
That battle outfit is practically cheating.
I didn't prepare anything.
Utaha Kasumigaoka smiled smugly, sat openly on the edge of the bed, and adjusted her pose.
By her calculations, this was the best position.
As soon as Lin Luo came in, he would see...
I'll definitely take the lead.
"Damn it."
Kisara Tendo took a deep breath and began to move.
War!
This is war.
I can't lose, no matter what.
Since I don't have any equipment, I'll have to make good use of my own weapons.
*Well,