...Now that I've written 25 chapters, I just feel too lazy to write Author's Notes. OTL
Much to Ayame's surprise, Natsume looks ready for a mission on the rooftop before she even arrives. When he sees her, he seems to perk up.
"What are we—" he begins to ask, but Ayame silences him with a hand.
"Sit down. I need to ask you things," she says as she sits on the ledge. The child is indignant at first, but it only takes a look from Ayame to make him crouch on the rooftop floor.
"Firstly," she pauses. Ayame has too many questions in her mind, and it takes a while to rearrange them. Finally she asks, "Why don't you take off your mask?"
"I can't," Natsume swiftly replies, eager to finish the interrogation. "It gives me an electric shock when I try."
Ayame doesn't know what to think about that, but she is taken aback by the kid's calmness. Most kids would normally stutter or shake in fear when talking about torturous devices like the mask, like the girl from last night. This brings her to her next question.
"Who was the girl who came last night?"
"Someone came?" Natsume sounds genuinely confused.
"She had blue hair," Ayame explains.
Natsume's legs seem to become tense.