Shibahime brushed her sleek, glossy black hair off her shoulder and placed her hands on her hips.
"Anyway, let's just move on with the assumption that Akaya-kun creeped out the girls so much that the support staff ran away, alright?"
"Are you a professional at destroying people's spirits?"
"Fine, I'll rephrase it: it seems he was too unsettling for them to handle."
Yep, I've figured it out. Her brain has completely lost any function related to kindness. It's serious, probably incurable.
"You're either descended from demons or devils. I've confirmed it now."
"…Oh? Well, I'll take that as a compliment. Just to clarify, I'm only here because someone had to fill in. Don't get the wrong idea; I'm not here to cheer you on or anything. It just so happened I was near the entrance when they realized they were short on staff."
"Yeah, yeah, I got it. You've made it crystal clear you're not here to support me."
