Receiving Kaori’s piercing gaze from the front, Yue, unusually, turned her lips in a smile that could be understood by anyone as fearless.
“… I see, then come with us. And there I will teach you. Our differences, that is.”
“Not you, it’s Kaori.”
“… Then, just call me Yue. I accept Kaori’s challange.”
“Fufu, Yue. Don’t cry if you lose, kay?”
“… Fu, fufufufufu.”
“Aha, ahahahahaha.”