Shūmei stood perfectly still, but the air around her crackled with enough violence to make frost creep across nearby surfaces.
"No one touches Jin-sama without permission," Shūmei said, each word sharp as shattered glass.
Eve clapped her hands together, bouncing on her toes. "Ooh, protective! Classic mate-guarding!" She practically skipped over to Shūmei, invading her personal space with zero hesitation. "You're totally my main rival! We should figure out who's boss now so we don't fight later."
Before anyone could react, Eve's hand shot out, fingers tracing along Shūmei's arm like a scientist examining a specimen.
"Wow, great muscles! And you smell like you've already been getting close with Jin!" Eve pulled a notebook from seemingly nowhere, flipping it open. "Have you guys slept together yet? I need to know how far you've gone so I can plan my moves!"
