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"I hope Gaheris didn't hide his… things in the kitchen," thought Aiyano.
She imagined the situation: the headmistress finds them, is horrified, calls the guard, they search the whole city, put up posters, and the girl herself is taken in for another interrogation, locked up in a pre-trial detention center, the Sanctuary will never be completed, the Phantom will go into the service of the princess and commit incredible villainies, a civil war will begin in the country and end with a monstrous explosion in the center of Margel, under which the resulting chasm will open a passage to the Abyss, from which hordes of demons will emerge, the existence of which no one even suspected before...
"I have to stop her!" she decided and was about to rush after her, but stopped halfway and shook her head. This was not the right time to run through such scenarios in her head.
Nihonka gathers her thoughts for a moment.
"Sonatochka..." she says sadly.
The only person who could have steered the empire of scabby Reimei in the right direction – for example, by paying reparations to Nihon – but was eliminated in a palace coup simply because she was a woman.
Crossing her arms over her chest and thoughtfully pacing back and forth in the store, occasionally glancing sideways at Lolita, she couldn't quite grasp some of the things that had flashed through this story.
Approaching the saleswoman, she leans very close to her face and examines it for a long time, trying to detect any Reimei features... But, unfortunately, she cannot. And that's not surprising – the average Reimei is a typical representative of a new historical community, mixed with all possible traits, and therefore indistinguishable from the crowd.
But what if these were false memories? Someone uploaded them into this physical shell, or even the headmistress is now showing a fantastic tale solely to deceive them? For a master manipulator, this shouldn't be a problem at all.
After frowning for a while, she says to Lolita:
"I need to check something. I saw that you were hit by an ethereal being – I need to look at the wound. Don't worry, I'll be quick, and there's no one else here. I absolutely need to do this to understand. Okay?" she tries to look at her carefully and delicately.