Du Qianqian, hands tucked into her pockets, decided to leave the factory's information security office and pushed open the blue aluminum door with a beauty poster on it.
Mizuiro Yoshioka glanced back at Du Qianqian, truly unable to grasp where her confidence came from, as if she wasn't afraid at all of being exposed.
"Are you sure it's not a problem?" Mizuiro Yoshioka asked. On the visual interface inside her helmet, the vital signs and signal strength of each Witch were clear at a glance, leaving no risk of disconnection.
Still, Mizuiro Yoshioka didn't want to put Du Qianqian in jeopardy; she felt responsible for the safety of every Witch.
"I'm very clever," Du Qianqian said nonchalantly. "Just do your part well."
"It's too risky, refusal," Mizuiro Yoshioka prevented Du Qianqian from visiting the Chainsaw Angel Gang.
"Then what do you suggest?" Du Qianqian felt a twinge of dissatisfaction.
