"No... that's not right... it shouldn't be like this."
"I can't go on like this anymore."
"I no longer want to be the fool who forgets everything after being slapped and then receiving a sweet date."
"I don't want to depend on this bastard anymore."
"I want to be strong! I want to be the main heroine!"
She murmured to herself, her thoughts awakening at that moment.
With that in mind, she wiped away her smile, replaced it with an indifferent expression, and opened the door.
The moment the door swung open, she asked in a distant tone, "Do you need anything else?"
However, as soon as she had spoken, she froze on the spot.
Standing outside were not Nyarlathotep but two men shrouded in black robes.
"Who are you?" Yehuhti asked warily.
"Oh... beautiful Yehuhti, it is a pleasure to see you."
