As I would expect, she’s exactly the same as the first time I’ve met, even though it has been like what? A couple of hours since our first encounter? Anyway, she still looks like a pearl that should be appreciated from afar and never to come in contact with as your hands will literally decompose and fall the moment you touch her even though she looks petite and even fragile, just like Kiana... Huh, if I didn’t spend a whole mouth with our cute Kiana, I would never notice these similarities and now that I’m carefully looking at her, her hair, her platinum-white hair, it seems to be more in the silver colour, almost like the hair of Kiana Magical Girl form, or am I stretching it by quite a bit? Maybe it’s the way the light is dancing around and not hitting her hair?

  Why do I have such tendencies to yap about random stuff?

  “You sure like to stare at me, don’t you?”

  “I was just wondering why you are here, I thought you were occupied.”

  Of course, I was not wondering about that, I just came up with that crappy excuse although, I think she actually bought that. I was lost in her beauty and at the same time, I was creating a conspiracy theory about her and Kiana. Anyway, she does not answer me at all. Instead, she walks up to the stool next to mine and elegantly sits down, facing forward towards Miranda and I do the same thing, turning forward and also facing Miranda. Actually, she’s not right next to me, there are at least two stools separating us, there are four in total and we are at the opposite ends in case someone wants to know about it.

  “I was quite occupied and I still am but, I know you have a few questions to be answered and you are nowhere near done with your job either.”

  Well, I don’t know what to say to this to be honest. It’s nice that I will be getting some answers for my earlier questions but, the part where she said that I was not done with my job seems to have more to it than what it seems from the surface. I know what I’m supposed to do, I have and I will find a way to save Kiana from The Seed of Destruction and of course, I have not done nothing of that sort so, it’s more than normal that I’m not done with my “job” and yet, she felt the need to say it... Hmm, is she underestimating my sense of urgency or something like that?

  “That’s good to know, however, I more than know that I'm not done with my job yet.”

  I’m facing her as I say this and to my surprise, she actually faces me. For some reason I was expecting her to simply face forward while talking to me, avoiding eye contact with me for some reason that I cannot fathom why. Well, nice to know that, she has some respect for me at the very least. However, just as she faces me, she brings her right arm towards the counter, resting on top of it with her elbow while at the same time, her upper body goes a little forward towards the counter and her head is tilted sideways just enough for her chin to rest on her hand although, it’s more so in the side of her chin rather than in the middle and, she’s also resting it on top of her tender pale fingers rather than the top of her hand. Once she was settled and comfortable, with a rather relaxed look on her face she began to speak.

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  “Good, you are smarter than what you look then. However, what do you want to know first? Go on, my time here is currently limited.”

  Auch, that was an unnecessary jab. However, she was really expecting me to think that I was done with my “job”… While that is quite odd that she would think like that, I actually have no clue on what to ask her first. Let’s think for a little bit, if her time is limited, who tells me that she will answer all my questions? I have to be careful and ask the most important ones first, leaving the curiosities to the last. Now, what should I ask then? About this place? That seems quite important as I will be here for a rather long period of time. Yeah, this is a good one to start with.

  “Here’s the first one then, tell me about this place. Everything that is important for me to do my “job” in this world, I want you to tell me and explain it to me.”

  I’m hoping that with this, she will make my life easier on what I have to do. I can only go so far when I’m stuck in being the narrator in Kiana’s story, there is no way that I can help her out in that position. However, each time that I exit said position, I come right here to this unbelievable world, not only that, Miranda is here with me, waiting for me and even guiding me although that part is quite questionable. What I’m trying to get is that this world is important and it also has to do with Kiana's story and potentially with a way to save her.

  “That’s indeed a good question but, weren’t you about to do something with Miranda? Care to explain why she is using that?”

  “I mean, I’m a little hungry so I asked her if she could make me some food.”

  Ah, if a stare could kill you, I would be dead right now. Not from The Void Queen, this one seems mere moments from breaking as not only she faces the other direction she also brings the other hand towards her mouth as she tries her best to contain her laughter. Miranda on the other hand, while I cannot see her eyes thanks to her mask, I can easily tell the world that she's looking at me ready to kill me. I mean, I don’t feel any bloodlust from her but, oh boy, her furry sure is well known around these parts I would say.

  “Ahem!”

  Oh, it seems she has calmed down, that was rather quick.

  “Well then, Miranda, whatever you were about to make for him, I also want some.”

  “Yes, my Empress!”

  There sure was not a single bit of hesitation from her part, not only that, her tone of voice is actually for the lively side this time around.

  “I was going to make him a simple sandwich, is that fine?”

  “Don’t worry about that though, do you have anything to drink with it?”

  Without saying anything at all, she walks up to a cabinet that is right next to the refrigerator, opening it up and taking a few fruits from inside of it, as many as her hands allow her to do so. It seems she will also be making some juice but she's giving her Empress the choice. And just like her subordinate did, with her slender index finger from her empty hand, she points to an orange, indicating what juice she wants rather than telling it. However, do you want to know something that has warmed my heart by quite a bit? A type of affection that I would never in my wildest dreams expect from any of these two? I will tell you then, after knowing what her Empress wants, she faces me, allowing me to choose something. Unexpected, right? With the power of the world in my hand, I also point to the orange. I mean, the other choices are a little weird so, that was the best one to make.

  Who the hell drinks kiwi juice?