c6 (1/2)

“Guys, breakfast’s done”

Casca and Lady’s quarrel had ended up becoming a serious fight, but just by showing his face and saying that line, s.h.i.+zuru was able to make them stop.

After all, Casca would always be hungry even at the best of times, and the fight only made her more hungry.

While on the other hand, it would be unthinkable for Lady not to partake in the cooking that her beloved had prepared.

So as a result, the two girls with tattered clothing glared at each other and clicked their tongues, but agreed to a truce.

Incidentally, it only took a moment for Lady to fix her clothing.

They were made with magic to begin with, so it was a simple thing to do.

“There’s a change of clothes in the closet, Ca.s.sie. The ones that’d been ironed”

“I’ll change later”

Casca threw off the jacket with torn sleeves and rudely sat down on her chair.

She was basically a woman who treats things roughly, and she’d been like that for a while so she breaks stuff a lot.

Objects and things, indiscriminately.

“… I was thinking I want pizza rice today, though”

“You were half dead from hangover just an hour ago, don’t ask for anything heavy”

A neat and tidy table, and well-polished dishes.

On top of those lay a stack of galettes. Looking down on those Casca picked one up to eat as she talked.

Despite eating without having contributed anything, she complains a lot.

Of course, s.h.i.+zuru was used to it already so he didn’t care.

Incidentally, the pizza rice Casca mentioned was freshly cooked rice with pizza toppings spread on it, making a sort of don.

The recipe was a s.h.i.+zuru original, her favorite.

“I didn’t buy any cheese”

“Useless pet …”

Having devoured her second galette and now working on her third, she looked at Lady disapprovingly.

Lady was irritated by Casca’s behavior, but she understood that she shouldn’t fight on the dinner table, and began eating with a knife and fork in hand.

It was no longer clear which one’s supposed to be the animal here.

“By the way s.h.i.+zu, what happened to Ludmila?”

After having galette after galette thrown into it, it seemed Casca’s stomach had calmed down.

She asked about the whereabouts of her absent subordinate while wiping a greasy hand on Lady’s suit.

And naturally, right after she asked, Lady knocked her hard with all she had.

She was sent flying and was slammed into the wall.

“That hurt!! The h.e.l.l’s that for, b.i.t.c.h!!”

“That’s my line you b.o.o.by cat!! Will you ever stop casually using other people’s clothes as a napkin!?”

Manners, or rather, common sense.

s.h.i.+zuru inserted himself in between the two that was going to break into another fight and calmed them down.

A worldly-wise man.

“Ludmila hasn’t come back since we split up yesterday. Must be staying someplace else, I think?”

“HUUH? The b.i.t.c.h ran away did she? Preparing food is supposed to be the newbie’s job!”

Ludmila was the name of a new member of Black Maria who joined three months back.

She was a.s.signed to the third squad, that was in charge of the ridiculously large east ward, a strange woman who would almost every day state her wishes to be stationed with the south ward’s fourth squad and get rejected by her direct superior Casca and the overall boss Richelieu.

“Sheesh, imma give her a piece of my mind once she gets back. Take all her money, strip her nude, tie her up, and throw her out somewhere”

“Eeeh … don’t do that, the poor thing. She’s always sulking already because you and Richelieu won’t let her get rea.s.signed, give her some slack”

“Naïve 1, s.h.i.+zu. Imma roll you up in a galette and eat’cha. It’s cause you’re like this the stupid b.i.t.c.h gets all prissy”

“That’s why she’s lookin down on you 2”

She then pulled s.h.i.+zuru by the collar and licked him on the cheek.

As soon as she did, Casca was sent flying by Lady again.