It was not just Dawn Cicada and Queque who were interested. Maple Syrup clearly was too. The difference was that she was currently radiating an aura that said she wanted to turn every living thing in the Disorderly Starsea into cookies. She had no mood to squeeze into the crowd and chat, so she simply listened quietly from the side.
Mistblade was probably interested as well. The tips of her black fox ears twitched now and then. Still, her attention was more focused on the match in front of her. Stories about the timeline could wait until everything was over.
Rita often felt that Mistblade was like the model student from school days. Smart, focused, calm, always serious.
Sneaking a glance at her, Rita suddenly noticed Mistblade's ears stand fully upright. Even her nine tails behind her fluffed up slightly.
What got her so excited?
Rita followed Mistblade's gaze toward the arena display.
Isolated Isle Lightchaser vs Snowland Mistblade
Ah. The matchup she had been waiting for.
