The only one spared was Lux; it was still broad daylight where she was.
"Since Makima is being a corporate slave at S.H.I.E.L.D. for the sake of Sumire-chan's great cause..."
Reze suddenly sneered and leaned forward, her exquisite face almost touching Sumire's nose.
She directly reached out, pinched Sumire's soft cheek, and pulled hard.
"Ow, ow, ow..."
Sumire looked pitiful, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Pain? You know what pain is?" Reze's fingers slid down her cheek and directly gripped Sumire's slender waist with a strength that made resistance impossible. "Since she's not here, shouldn't we settle the debt you owe us right now?"
"Exactly."
Perona also leaned in, fanning the flames.
They now had a common enemy.
The enemy of an enemy is a friend.
"What debt do I owe?" Sumire felt a sense of helplessness at the two's inexplicable shared hostility, but she soon realized that things weren't that simple.
Reze didn't listen to a word Sumire said. She bent down and, without a word, slung Sumire over her shoulder like a sack of rice.
"Hey! Wait! Reze! You..."
Sumire cried out as she was suddenly hoisted into the air.
"What am I doing? What do you think? Don't ask what you already know!"
Reze slapped Sumire's perky little bottom, stuck out her tongue, and flashed a triumphant smile. "Makima-chan, are you watching? You have to work hard for us~ We'll take care of keeping Sumire-chan company~"
"What are you doing! Help!"
Sumire's tragic cries echoed in the hallway, but clearly, there was no one left in this house who could save her.
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S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters
Makima, who was currently processing documents, felt her fingers holding the pen tremble slightly.
The tip of the pen left an unnatural ink mark on the paper.
She took a sip from her coffee cup to calm her nerves, an imperceptible trace of annoyance flashing in her golden ringed eyes.
Makima naturally knew what was happening.
That Soviet woman was doing it on purpose.
Reze knew she couldn't leave S.H.I.E.L.D. right now, so she was intentionally making such a scene.
It was to show off, to make her, the "First Wife," also taste the torment of being thousands of miles away yet experiencing it as if she were there.
Yes, Makima considered herself the First Wife.
Even if she was Sumire's fourth Incarnation.
Logically, her seniority should be the lowest, but there was no such thing as first-come-first-served in this matter.
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