"Even though Marine Country is so dangerous, she still doesn't want to leave?"
"After all, that place is her home. Would you be willing to suddenly leave the familiar homeland to live in an unknown place?"
"I would." Shouka shook her head slightly, "I left Oguri Island and came to Tokyo to seek refuge with the Master. Master is so, so remarkable, who would refuse to follow you?"
"…Shut up."
This girl, I don't know if she's deliberately being contrary, it really was superfluous to ask that.
But the latter part of Shouka's compliment was still quite pleasing to hear.
Ignoring the disciple, Kamiyagawa scanned the room and finally let his gaze settle on Bunshu Yohime who was sitting quietly in the corner.
"Bunshu, what do you think?"
Since Satoru, that little devil, was still asleep, Bunshu Yohime represented the wisest mythical creature in the house for the moment.
Yohime had been holding a pen, writing something in her private notebook.
The page before her read:
