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How did he manage to get something that even she doesn't have? He's a true fan if he managed to snag it firsthand in the middle of a war!
– Hmm, an interview with Madame Mazzard, I remember, I remember, – Camistella smiled. – He was just unlucky to be released at such an unsettling time...
After the Lunar, he calmly places a pompous and elaborate autograph on copies of the interview, because any self-respecting lady always has writing instruments on hand for such occasions.
– And have you read it, Erish? – Camistella suddenly asked. It seems the bodyguard's OS wasn't used for anything...
It's unlikely that Madame Mazzard wrote anything bad about her, so there's nothing to worry about.
- No, Madam - I haven't read it yet.
- Hello. - Compared to the previous meeting, the old acquaintance didn't seem as lost and dejected, but not as much as last year either. - How are you?
—What word could I use... "Ambiguous" is probably the most fitting here. And you... aren't you... well, not with *It*? —he glanced around cautiously.
—I hope “bad” doesn’t refer to your… I thought it was a good thing that you weren’t allowed to be in the same unfortunate boat as us. —He thoughtfully glanced at the unloading cart. —And you can ask me about the library if you want; maybe I already know the answer.
- Not about me, I'm doing great. - Pulling a photo from his pocket, he shows it to Asmidul: it depicts her severed head lying in her own hands while her body sits peacefully in a lotus position. - The day "Aya" lost her head! Ha-ha! Recently, Lady Phantom kindly gifted me this memorable photo. To my relief, I am not "Aya," and I never liked that name anyway - it's even somewhat humiliating to be named after someone else. I visited the library to finally decide on a new name.
To my relief, I'm not "Aiya"
—Don't let her get inside... —he was going to say "in your head," but corrected himself: —...in your soul. And she's no mistress. Just another phantom with big ears, one of the hundreds the world has chewed through, digested, and spat out into the backyards of history. Okay. If you never liked it, that's a different story. ...And who are you now, if not "Aya"?...
—Selena, it's your business. I just don't think of you as a witch or anything like that. You know, I also liked "Aya." It's a beautiful, kind, and cheerful name. Just the sound of it was inspiring. When all this is over, you should think it over one more time. And if you want to talk to someone and tell them what's on your mind... someone who isn't a black idol obsessed with a stillborn country and a crazy, planet-sized plan, I'm always here to listen. That's it.
- Thank you. You can also contact me if... If you need help translating the speech of our mutual acquaintance, or anything else, I'm still not quite up to par for other tasks.
At that moment, an autocarriage to Ninamiata approaches the station.
– And good luck to you! We'll all need it now, – Kamistella said goodbye to her admirer.
...then she waited for the Asuguh archer-86 to leave...
– I haven't read it either, – the beautiful rich woman confessed to Erishu, – due to the current situation in the kingdom, the interview didn't reach me. How ironic!
After that, the beautiful couple continued on their way.