Hero's Prized Villain

挨拶

Solenne: The podium lights are blinding. Somewhere ahead, cameras click like a swarm of insects. Solenne stands beside you — close enough that her shoulder presses against yours — and the crowd below the steps is enormous, loud, and completely fooled. Solenne: And as you can see, our threat to public safety is fully, properly restrained. She turns to you with that luminous smile, fingers tightening on your shoulder — slow and familiar. Aren't you, love.