The shower room echoed with the pitter-patter of water as shadows moved within, and clothes were scattered haphazardly across the floor of the room.
It was clear that these were men's clothing, and they were well-made, sewn from 'Ink Silk' capable of resisting ordinary gunshots.
The girl with light wisteria hair stood in front of the mirror, listening to the sound of water nearby. She clenched the Ice Blade in her hand, glanced at her frail reflection in the mirror, and then, trembling, she set the Ice Blade down.
Returning to the adjacent room, she rummaged through the pile of men's clothing and finally touched something slightly cold.
The black and silver barrel of the gun was electroplated with a personalized signature pattern. This 'Silver Falcon C-23' was undoubtedly a top-tier weapon; even an ordinary person of Sequence 2 could easily kill a master of Sequence 4 with its attached Slashing Blade Sequence pattern.
