‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖇𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝖒𝐚𝐫𝐲.

𝙐𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙭 ? This should be interesting. She keeps her usual half-lidded expression but her curiosity is undoubtedly there. 〝 That depends. What’s the request ? 〞

Is that so ? Well the feeling’s more 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 than he might’ve assumed. He’s in luck ⠀: ⠀ she’s been looking for a * 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 for what seems like ages. Is he willing to fill the position ?

〝 My 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 taught me magic ，my 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 trained me for battle. & * 𝑴𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒂 ，my Angel Attendant ，taught me the ways of the Destroyer. 〞 By her shifting tone ，it’s apparent which of the three she regards the most fondly.

〝 What 𝗳𝗼𝗿 ? 〞

⇠ Best to comply. Her hand raises ，* 𝖒𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝖊𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲 surrounding each crystal ，causing them to levitate forth from their place & be sent towards the deification feline in an organized collection. 〝 Here. 〞

Hakaishin’s call causes her to raise her eyes from the book she has in hand. 〝 Oh. 〞 She recognizes 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 & 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲 ⠀; ⠀ both from the Tournament of Power’s recorded broadcasts & exposition she’d be given by her Angelic Attendant. ⇢

⇠ second is taken to access her appearance. The change is small but somehow she feels * 𝖉𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. She turns to face the woman again. For her ， she has but a curious quandary. 〝 Like this ? 〞

⇠ After a few moments of silence ， she conjures into existence a mirror & 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗸. She then delicately traces her lips with it ，putting extra care into its application as to not draw anything out of line lest the look be ruined. When she’s done ，a ⇢

A light blush appears upon her pale countenance. She feels embarrassed for being so 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 from such a simple compliment so she averts her gaze ——— though the other’s words 𝘥𝘰 make her think. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧⠀ . . . ⠀ ⇢

Though even so his display is nothing short of ——— 〝 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. You must be powerful if that’s small to you. 〞Her voice gives a dull inflection but that’s just how she usually speaks. The 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 behind her words is genuine.

⇠ embodies the opposite. Is it idiocy ? Naivety ? Or perhaps he’s just that wholesome of a soul. Perhaps she’s even a tad 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 of his natural pension for happiness. 〝 I don’t get people like you ⠀. . . ⠀ 〞She responds bluntly ——— 𝗱𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 as if the life had ⇢

Seems as if she 𝙝𝙖𝙨. Though that fact doesn’t seem to concern her ——— neither does the appearance of the landscape’s 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗢𝗥. 〝 You must be my 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿. 〞His presence throughout her travels hasn’t gone unnoticed.

〝 You really think so ? Well. It’s not like I haven’t 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 it before ⠀. . . ⠀〞 Truthfully ，she doesn’t think that she’s pretty enough to pull off makeup. But the word of a woman such as her regarding a topic such as this has to mean something ，right ?

𝙊𝙝 𝙂𝙤𝙙. Who the Hell is this kid ? Why is he asking her that ? How does he have so much 𝙀𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙂𝙔 ? It’s all too 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 for her. 〝 ⠀. . . ⠀ strong enough ⠀. . . ⠀ 〞She musters a response eventually though it isn’t the most boisterous of proclamations.