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Casting one last, heavy glance at the building they left behind, and barely lifting her feet as she shuffled across the rocky ground, she wandered aimlessly, just to get as far away from here as possible – she hadn't felt such a moral decline even after the phantom duel. Her hand rested on the gohei case hanging from her belt – an equally alien artifact, just like herself, and the thought crossed her mind: would it fulfill the priest's wish if she pointed it at her temple or her heart?
- Thank you for that, EdgeLord-kun, - Ayano finally says. - You know, she told me the same thing once, and I tried to believe it. I thought you were serious about this, but... I didn't think it was this serious. Maybe I should thank providence for this sobering reality check, - her face brightens for a moment - or rather, contorts - into a painful half-smile, which fades after a second and a half. - If that... Dedpikhto-san of yours were here, maybe I wouldn't have realized this. How many of all those who... "would vouch for me in the capital" would turn away from me if they knew the truth? I can't answer that question myself.