"Starry Sky was right."
Vishy suddenly spoke.
"The weight of the world could never compare to Eight Wings in the first place. That is the root of sorcery, the ultimate Truth, not to mention this is a world doomed to perish... Since it is a tragedy either way, why not use it as a stepping stone for Eight Wings? What difference is there between being eaten by a snake and being killed by a person?"
"Vishy, you seem kind of happy." Diya suddenly threw a Little Bear Biscuit at Vishy, who simply opened her mouth and caught it. She giggled and said, "Is it because Starry Sky's method is a lot like your Slaughtering Life to Refine Souls?"
"She's like someone whose way of solving the problem isn't accepted in our class, and then the top student Starry Sky from the class next door gives the exact same solution. Of course she'd feel smug," Sonia chimed in.
"What do you mean, not accepted? It just wasn't accepted by Ash." Vishy curled her lip. "When you'd forgotten Ash, you didn't object to my suggestions that much."
"Do you really want to bring up the Black History from when we had amnesia?" Vesir said faintly. "There was one time, Vishy, when you and Sonia stayed in the restroom for a very, very long time—"
"Hey!" Sonia flushed red with urgency. "Back then I was playing Ash's role. It doesn't count!"
"Come to think of it, during the amnesia, it was one thing for Sword Maiden to be the Captain, but why was it also the default that you were our sweetheart?" Diya crossed her arms protectively over her chest, looking shocked. "Could it be that you actually feel that way about us..."
"Yeah, yeah," Sonia said irritably. "Ash's women are my women."