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While most others were focusing on the upcoming race, and Sam was already set to go, observing her sister fondly, an enraged screech attracted Emilia's attention. She turned around to look at what was going on, only to see a somewhat familiar figure in a helmet arguing with a dark haired woman. 'Hm? Have I seen her before? Do you recognize her, Cynthia?'
Cynthia snorted. "Of course, it's the helmet woman. Who else could it be?"
Emilia blinked. 'Who?'
The emerald eyed girl groaned. "Seriously, Emilia… you can just ask. I can't see through objects either."
Emilia chuckled. 'Right. Grumpy as always.'
Cynthia could only pout and ignore her partner. Who's grumpy? Definitely not her. If Emilia treated her half as well as she did the others, she would definitely be super nice!
