Have you ever seen the movie Expendables? Those bikes that they ride, yes the ones that are very loud and big, those are what is going to be about in this article. As much as we can talk about it, at least. Chances are, we end up talking about entirely different because we have a minor ADHD, and stray from the topic. So a heads up on that before we get into Harley Handlebars.

Also ignoring the fact that our Metal Conjurer did not have that much of a deep attachment to any of these women in the first place, hence why she is not as bitter as Ruru when their true colors showed. No, not bitter. Just disdain. Beside the white haired herself, was Yumi. The little red head was as quiet as her.

Like everyone else in the room she was barefoot, her toes squished against the soft material of the purple carpet on the floor. Her face was pale and almost grayish due to how busy she was and it made her dark blue eyes stand out. Also, anyone who enters the Library since it is the standard rule when entering to lose their shoes.

Our Conjurer does actually not fear her but even with her natural disgust over the promise breaker, she however respects skill and power. Her form was covered in an oversized black hoodie that reached her thighs, which inclined the Metal Manipulator to think that she was not wearing any shorts underneath that.

Kazuki regarded her with mild curiosity. So she can still talk huh. Rakis eyes narrowed dangerously. No? Their red head squirmed before her head shifted up, one black eye showing from behind all that red and staring back at Raki. No. I do not want other people here. Kazuki clicks her tongue. Typical.

Which was NOT gonna happen seeing how the Pyro was close to murdering everyone in the room while the Mancer looked anywhere but Ruru. Kazuki was tempted to tell Junko to shut up but she refuses to open conversation unless she absolutely has to. They can kill each other if they want to for all she cares.

I care not. It is our place. No outsiders, Yumi finished before looking back down. It was quiet for a bit before Raki straightened. I understand what you are saying, Yumi. I do. She exhaled softly before going on. But there is no way I am changing my mind on this one. You also need to understand that we are not just out here surviving on our own anymore.

Especially with that temper of hers. Her red eyes burned with deep seated hate, aimed at everyone but most of all at the green haired one sitting next to Rakis left. Kazuki tried not to roll her eyes at how immature she is though. Eye rolling was beneath someone of her caliber.

The empty seat of their absent black haired Demon called her attention and she stared at it for a complete 2 seconds. Then she looked back to their Leader. To her, Kuuse was a ghost. If not dead already in her mind.