Yae Sakura sat blankly in her seat. Though Kallen was dead, she felt no happiness—only an emptiness in her heart.
Out of Yae Sakura's sight, Kottou-onna, Ichimokuren, and the others watched her silently from a rain-sheltered corner in the shadows, lost in thought.
Until they sensed Enma Ai's presence.
"Miss!"
"..."
Enma Ai approached the three in a raincoat. She glanced at the seated Yae Sakura ahead, her expression utterly unchanged.
"Let's go..."
Her voice devoid of emotion, Enma Ai turned to leave, and the other three turned with her.
But at that moment, the temperature suddenly dropped by an unknown number of degrees, and the rain in the air instantly turned into hail that came crashing down.
The sudden change brought the four of them to a halt. They sensed something unusual.
Sure enough... in this world filled with flying hail, a Silver Knight walking upon frost slowly came into view.
That signature scythe, those wine-red eyes, that mysterious tear mole.
That woman... the woman they least wanted to encounter had appeared!
"Little Ai, long time no see!"
When she was about forty meters away from Enma Ai and the others, Rita stopped, holding a scythe like an icy work of art in one hand. Her wine-red eyes held only Enma Ai.
She ignored everyone else entirely.
"..."
Seeing Rita, the four immediately grew grave and assumed fighting stances.
"What exactly do you want?"
Kottou-onna gripped several flying-knife-like concealed weapons, glaring at the Silver Knight before her. Even though she had not intended to make an enemy of her, she could not help but feel furious. They had deliberately avoided her, yet she still refused to stop following them.
What a bastard!
"Whoever you are, don't underestimate us so much. Are you planning to make an enemy of Hell?"