"Um, what's going on?"
A voice echoed from the side.
They both looked simultaneously, finding Zenith standing there… holding an ice cream.
Siersha let out a sigh of relief as she unsummoned Basmu.
Shyamal, though reluctant, had to remove her scythe as well.
For her, killing Siersha was one thing, but it would be bad if she had to kill the witness as well.
Zenith slowly walked towards them, suspiciously looking at the silver-haired girl.
She slowly sided with Siersha. "Who is she?"
Siersha rubbed her temples as she replied. "She is Shyamal." She replied. "Uh, Himmel's lover."
Zenith's hostility spiked at an all-time high as she looked at Shyamal.
She got in a position to fight, like a cat finding an intruder in her territory.
"I never knew he had another lover," Zenith mumbled, narrowing her eyes. "Which one are you?"
Shyamal let herself smile as she replied. "The first one."
"Liar," Siersha rebuked. "You aren't even—"
