The silver haired, blue eyed woman came straight down plunging towards Hajime. From her eyes you could see that she trusted that she would be caught.
But, betraying such things were Hajime’s quality. In the place where he was supposed to catch her, the moment before they collided he suddenly jumped back, [Eh?], his glance averted from the womans eyes and she crashed into the ground as if she was being consumed by the earth while becoming dot eyed.
Everyone had trembling expressions as they looked towards Hajime who had no intentions of catching her, [She’s dead right?]. However, after the sand of cloud cleared up again, the beautiful woman with silver hair and blue eyes appeared, Aiko and Ririana both raised out a warning-like scream.
[Wha, why, are you……]
[Everyone! Get back! She’s a dangerous person who kidnaped Aiko and lent Eri a hand!]
Towards those words, Kouki and all the other classmates at the spot, Kuzeri and all of the other knights all simultaneously picked up their weapons. Especially Shizuku who was close to Hajime and them who immediately prepared to performed a quick draw on the spot, she had piercing eyes filled with murderous intent for the person who had lent a hand in Kaori’s death. If an opening appeared, she would immediately cut her down.
Towards the other party which glared at her, Nointo who had a pretty face like a work of art and silver hair with blue eyes, as if she didn’t suffer any damage at all from the crash, moved agilly and easily stood up. Then for a moment she glanced at Hajime with reproachful eyes, and unbelievably she who had no emotions or expressions like a machine now carried them and panickingly she spoke towards Shizuku.
[Wa, wait! Shizuku-chan! It’s me, me!]
[ ? ]
Shizuku had a suspicious expression towards the woman who called her name on their first meeting appealing for themself.
Hajime who was by the side muttered out, [you look like shady scammer……], the woman Ki’ed! at him with a glare then looked away. It was impossible for Aiko and them to not think of her as an enemy. Although the appearance and voice was different, the strange woman’s casual gestures and atmosphere when calling out for herself was like a shadow of her best friend.
While gently relaxing her quick draw position, she spaced out and suddenly muttered the name of her best friend.