11:13 PM. A night-wreathed alleyway. Two girls.
"…hey, irregular – transfer student – no, class rep…? Hell's wrong with me… shit… when'd you contract…?"
"Why, you seem exhausted… Sakura-san. You should go rest. "
"…heh… hypocrite. You… come to class looking dead every damn day, y'know? Too much hunting...?"
"That's my business."
if we defeat the witch, I will leave this city all to you
you can do whatever you want
Dancing colours, like the arcade; she wants to retch, but...
if she's too tough for one
"Seems kinda lonely being you…"
we could
A small scarlet box.
team up
"Want some?"