'Leonard...?'
A chill shot down Wei'en's spine. He let go, flinging "Tina" away.
"Tina" didn't seem surprised. She flipped gracefully in mid-air, landed steadily on her feet, and tilted her head up to glare at Wei'en with those scarlet eyes. Licking her lips, she said in a deadpan voice, "Tina... ouchie~"
"Shut up, Mr. Leonard!"
Wei'en's expression was grim. "This isn't funny, and it's certainly not a pleasant way to say hello."
'Fuck, how did this clown manage to possess the white-haired girl? In this theater space, shouldn't he be able to just use his own body?'
"Tina... Mr. Wizard, you're so cruel. How could you just toss me aside~? Hee hee hee ha ha ha..."
Tina—no, Leonard—only got halfway through the sentence before he burst out laughing. He clapped a hand to his face, laughing maniacally in the white-haired girl's voice.
"She is..."
Standing by the dining table, Pavla looked at the two in confusion. "She... what's wrong with her?" she asked.
"Hmm?"
