>>5888832>>5888698>>5888554>>5888551"How can you ask her such a question?! What's more what gives you the right to do such a thing to Satsuki-chan?!" Answering before the pained and discombobulated heiress was no other than Nonon Jakuzure, the daughter of the current CEO of a megacorporation of the Kiryuin Clan and Jakuzure Transportation. The poofy bubblegum-haired girl having finally made herself known began her aggressive tirade to the ultimate lifeform that is yourself. Leaving Shiro on the backfoot with the refreshments and food as she took the limelight.
"And who pray to tell are you?" You brusquely reply, lazily shifting your eyes to look at the pint-sized middle schooler while still in your heightened transformed state. You knew Satsuki's life during her time inside her, so you knew who was talking to you. But you didn't bother to commit her name to memory.
"Ah!" A sharp gasp came from Nonon before she contoured her face into a soured scowl. "My name is Nonon Jakuzure, heiress of Jakuzure Transportation and longtime business partner to the Kiryuin conglomerate. So you best commit to memory you damn symbiotic parasite."
A twitch from your eyebrow was all the tell you would give to the mild annoyance that you were feeling from how she was addressing you. You sharpen your gaze rather slowly as you start to focus your eyes entirely on Nonon. "Don't get it twisted, little girl. While my imperial wraith is aimed towards only a single person, I'm not above enacting divine retribution to anyone who annoys me. Especially ones who would dare to stymie my objectives. So do remember who you are talking to and put up your manners when addressing your betters."
"What was that?! You stinking bitch!" Nonon raspy shouted, getting more heated as she didn't back down against your piercing draconic gaze.
"You stinking bitch? Don't make me laugh. Stop your daydreaming." You utter blithely as you draw your words in an icy cold, monotonous tone. The quiet intensity only worsens as a deeper volume of pressure exudes from you. "Those words are my line, not yours. Crude as they are."
"Satsuki-chan. Please give me the approval to rip this gaudy outfit to shreds. We don't need this vile thing to defeat your mother and stop her twisted ambitions." Nonon pleaded while getting closer to the godrobe to stand definitely at you. This would be quite endearing if you didn't find the resentment insufferable.
