I never created Sailor Moon.
Curiosity suddenly appeared in Berthier's eyes when she approached a shop selling cold drinks. She began to smile.
She glanced at her gloved palm. ''I could always create my own cool drinks.'' Berthier focused on a handful of women sipping water.
The thought of gesturing and releasing water from her palm to freeze them crossed her mind.
Berthier remembered sometimes freezing small crowds if she was irritated. If she even assumed that they tried to prevent her from locating the Rabbit and ending her life.
''I'll get something to drink later,'' Berthier muttered. She decided to continue with her search for the Rabbit.
The heat caused Berthier to frown and sway.
Berthier was thirsty and decided to return to the shop.
A drink first and then maybe one attack.
THE END