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第6章 |暗殺者
「Only a mind free of impediment is capable of grasping the chaotic beauty of the world. This is our greatest asset.」
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Present, October 17, 2045...
After showing the house the two of them walked into her new room, there was no one inside, so the two stepped inside before walking over to Mireille's bed, the brunette smiled as she sat down next to her, "To think you'd be staying here. Ahh!! I'm so excited I wanna show you everything!"
Mireille looks at her bed to see a white uniform on her bed, "Oh, is what I'm going to wear?" She asks looking at the house uniform.
"Yeah... And!" The brunette smiled as she took out the music box under her pillow, "Here! I found the music box you asked for!"
The silver-haired's eyes begin to widen, she reaches out for the box staring at it, "Viveka... So this is the box she made..." She mutters opening the box, a small tune echoes into their ears, and they silently listen to the soothing melody, when it ends it closes automatically making Mira jolt surprised.
Mira looked at the music box that was in the silver-haired's hands, "How did that actually happen?" She asked.
"Viveka must have made the music box automatically close so quickly so it wouldn't be observed what's inside..." Mireille said looking at the box, "And that'll make anyone suspicious... But only clever ones will understand..." She probes the music box before she turns it upside down, "She wanted the person to be so curious of what's inside the lid... But not's under the box." Suddenly she pressed a button from under the box only to reveal an owl-shaped pendant.
"Woah!"
The silver-haired scoffs, "What a hassle. Anyone with a clever mind could understand this." She clenches the owl pendant, turning to the brunette she smiles, "Thank you for finding this for me."
Mira lifts a smile, "You're welcome, leader."
She chuckles in a demeanor way, "I don't think you could call me that right here." Mireille pats her shoulder, "Wouldn't want eavesdroppers to hear us."
"My apologies." The brunette scratched her hair nervously.
The silver-haired girl, who had been watching Mira with a small smile on her lips, suddenly burst out with a noble laugh. Mira, confused by her reaction, looked at her with a questioning look.
