"Ah!"
Rifle vanishing from her hands, she quickly bowed her head and started fiddling with her fingers.
"I'm sorry, please don't be mad at me..."
πππππππ.
β β β β β grumbling a little-- rubbing at his ears. ow. β fuckinβ π‘ππ₯π₯-- yβheard of, yβknow... your quiet voice? β
"HELLO~!"
The Valentine yells at the microphone on her weapon Ms. Charlotte, followed by light tapings on it.
"Is it working...?"
