Bianka couldn't imagine what Shigure Kira had concocted in her mind, but for some reason, it seemed like she had been accepted by everyone.
No, no, I can't think like that...
Bianka quickly ducked back under the bed, shaking her head vigorously. She slapped her slightly chubby cheeks until they were red.
Shigure Kira's eyes widened as she watched Bianka retreat.
Did I scare her?
Shigure Kira looked around, finally turning to Cecilia for help.
But Cecilia, taking advantage of Bianka not being able to see, raised a finger to her lips in a "shush" gesture.
Though surprised, Shigure Kira complied with Cecilia's silent request.
My being here is just an accident. I will definitely leave when I find the chance. I'm only staying now because I'm worried that if I leave recklessly, I'll lose control and hurt someone.
After all, the only reason I can stand here peacefully is because of the deterrent effect of the Star of Judgment.
A psychological deterrent can't last forever!
And... even if I'm wrong and the Star of Judgment is permanently effective on me, I still can't stay...
That gun is so powerful, it must be... that uncle's important weapon. How could it be used just to suppress the thoughts in my mind?
Even if I stay by the Star of Judgment's side, there will come a day when I'm no longer afraid. And by then, it will be too late to leave. I have to find a chance to leave as soon as possible...
It's better to keep it this way... let our friendship end when we only know each other's names...
What was that really strong uncle's name again?
Bianka suddenly realized a blind spot. It only just occurred to her that she and Siegfried had run all this way together, yet she still didn't know his name, and she hadn't given him her own name either...
The two of them had just returned from the desert to this City of Sighs.
Was this normal?
It was clearly not normal!
She had only just met Cecilia and already knew her name. She and Shigure Kira also knew her name... even if she had given a fake one, at least there had been an exchange of names!
And she still didn't know the name of the first person she had met?!
Bianka finally realized it!
In that brief moment, Bianka didn't know how many times she had berated herself in her mind.
"Bang—"
The sound of the main door opening reached the room, along with a familiar voice.
"I'm back!" Siegfried stood at the door, his face filled with relieved exhaustion.
As soon as he stepped in, he felt his "true love radar" going off. His beautiful, generous, smart, and capable wife must be at home waiting for him! He sniffed the air, but there was no aroma of cooking, only the scent of air freshener.
"Is it cleaning day today?" Siegfried scratched his head, a little puzzled, but his feet were already carrying him toward Cecilia's room.
His intuition told him Cecilia was there!
"Aiya, I didn't expect it to be cleaning day today. I'm a little late coming back, my wife must have worked so hard!" Siegfried said, looking around at the various traces in the house.
Many things had clearly been cleaned. The more Siegfried looked, the guiltier he felt, as if he were a student who had skipped class and dodged the big clean-up.
But the more he looked, the prouder he felt.
Look! My wife did this! Isn't she amazing?
Feeling both guilty and proud, Siegfried arrived at the door to Cecilia's room. His constant muttering and the silence within the room meant he hadn't noticed anything unusual.
He placed his hand on the doorknob as usual, about to open it.
But in that instant, he hesitated.
The same instinct told him that opening this door would lead to great terror.
Siegfried's brow furrowed. He even tried to carefully sense what this "great terror" was, and the result was—not fatal, but definitely terrifying.
The furrowed brow immediately smoothed out. Siegfried disdainfully chose to ignore his intuition and turned the fateful doorknob.
What great terror could be worse than what Joyce had done to him? Nothing would stop him from hugging his wife and lifting her high—
"Sieg—fried—!!"
The moment the door opened, Siegfried accurately detected a blue figure charging at him with the force of a self-sacrificing hero.
Shigure Kira?!
Attacking him at this time?!
Siegfried wasn't surprised to find Shigure Kira in Cecilia's room; that was quite common. He wasn't surprised by her surprise attack either; he was used to a Shigure Kira suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
He was surprised that she would attack him in Cecilia's room. That was out of character for Shigure Kira!
And... most importantly, he couldn't dodge this attack!
Was it because he had let his guard down? No, he wouldn't be hit by such a crude attack even when he was dead drunk!
Was it because he was injured? No, that's not right either! His drunken state was far worse than his current condition...
Suddenly, Siegfried's mind cleared, and he thought of a possibility.
Could it be... this attack was—a special attack against Kaslanas...
The "Guilty Conscience" blow?!
"Pfft—!!" The moment he realized this, Siegfried felt a heavy blow to his abdomen. Although Shigure Kira was a delicate sniper, she was still someone who could carry a large sniper rifle over mountains and across rivers.
This was a full-body charge, and with this headbutt, Siegfried almost threw up his breakfast.
He flew back two or three meters and hit the wall, then slowly slid down, slumping against it, unresponsive for a long time.
The commotion made Bianka peek her head out again, only to see the scene of Shigure Kira one-shotting Siegfried.
Bianka's jaw dropped, hitting the blanket.
Wait... huh?
Is this world still something I don't understand?
That uncle, who I thought was so strong... was just one-shotted like that?
Under this shock, Bianka suddenly and unintentionally mastered a useless and decadent skill—power scaling.
So... I'm weaker than the Star of Judgment, which is weaker than Siegfried who can use it, who is weaker than Shigure Kira...
Bianka suddenly felt that she really did need to escape from here as soon as possible.