.| ʂɦɪʑʉkɑ |.
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After much persistence, Shizuka finally made her way back to the warehouse where she had prepared most of the decorations. To her surprise, however, she found that the man she had met earlier was already there, and he had brought a friend as promised.
Her enthusiasm restored, Shizuka greeted him with a friendly wave, “Hey!” Quickly, she bounded up to them, excitedly observing the guest he had brought. The girl had gorgeous wavy brown hair, and she was clearly quite young, possibly not too much older than Shizuka herself.
“I love your friend!” Shizuka yipped happily to the man, but added inaudibly, “...some of us could only wish to be so lucky.” Obviously, she still had her mind on her failed attempt to gather guests only recently. That gathering of guests had only ended up as a fight aimed at getting revenge. Surely they didn't survive, right?, Shizuka thought to herself as she recalled the incident.
Snapping back to reality, Shizuka whispered to the man, “Perhaps you can have her get seated? Take your pick.” She nodded her head to the shackles and torture rack that she had set up in a dimly lit corner of the warehouse.