The dressing room of a closed theater sounds like the unlikeliest meeting place, and yet here Fuu is, apparently in meditation, waiting for Faye. The six thermos, all filled, stand next to an Egyptian dress.
She continues to gaze at her, her pupils stil dilated. Inside her mind, the part of Fuu that noticed something's off is trying to shake it off of the other parts.
Fuu lifts one thermos and uses her magic to suspend it in mid-air. She continues so until all five are like that, only carrying the empty one. "After you, Faye-san."
"Hi..."
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She continues to gaze at her, her pupils stil dilated. Inside her mind, the part of Fuu that noticed something's off is trying to shake it off of the other parts.
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"...hmm. Faye-san, how long was I in your thrall just now?"
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