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Back home, Marie is mindlessly watching Magical Girl Drillface next to a baffled Blanc; the events of barely an hour and a half ago got stuck in repeat in her head. Her littlest sister, the one she shares blood with, looked as upset as when she talked to her at that karaoke bar.
Blanc: …
The whitest sister peeks every now and then from her cellphone to look at Marie, who knows. Kuro is still locked in her room. Mom is still fixing the bathroom. The oldest sister had told everyone that Shaniqua was at a friend’s, angry at something, and to just let her be, but she hadn’t felt any of the relief that she shared.
Blanc: …
And tomorrow, there’s school. Tomorrow, there’s another day of ugly chink-fucks calling her ‘nigger’ for free. Tomorrow- there’s a Witch hunt and she could die in it.
Knock knock.
What was her sister about to wish for?
Knock knock!
Blanc: You goin or im goin?
Knock knock!!
Blanc: Fine-
๑ Marie: Stay there.
Blanc: Fine jeez!!
The door opens. Marie is greeted by Miharu’s wide and creepy facsimile of a smile. And Dumbbell.
๑ Marie: …You. You are the girl from my dreams. Miharu-chan.
Who does a military salute
Ӝ Miharu: Miharu Fukugawa, at your service!
copied by Dumbbell.
Dumbbell: Ciel Auclair, at your service too.
Yet they look too giddy and lively to be in the force, both physically incapable of looking serious.
๑ Marie: Ciel-san, it’s a pleasure to meet you, girl. You, damn, you look… like an adult here. Why are you here?
Then Marie grimaces.
๑ Marie: …and how do you even know where I live?
Ӝ Miharu: …that’s right! Coordinator-chan, how did you know where I lived??
๑ Marie: It’s ‘Ciel-san’ here.
Dumbbell: You did tell me over the phone, Marie.
๑ Marie: …Yeah. True. I’m getting paranoid, then.
The black magic girl heads inside the house. When the other two don’t follow her, she beckons them in. Miharu and Dumbbell step inside.
๑ Marie: And, Ciel-san? Honorifics. My sister’s gonna think I’m a pedo lesbian.
Dumbbell: I keep forgetting.
Blinking, Miharu wonders what her dads thought.
