"Ehehehe~"

A cute but delightful laughter could be heard, as Sasha stepped forward from the wall. She had kept to herself, merely watching the unfolding chaos, from when the Head Director played her little game, until the situation at hand. It was almost surreal, with people acting in the most absurd of manners. A girl with a scythe, holding a frail coward who by all means doesn't appear to be an assassin, and two others holding weapons that would've gotten them arrested if they were outside.

Then again, she was in no place to criticize them. Those were her thoughts as she glanced downwards, noting her dress, before shifting her eyes to the side, leaking note of her parasol that was still opened and above her, the handle leaning slightly against her shoulder.

Sighing, she walked over to the hostage situation with the hostage, with a gentle yet mysterious smile still on her face. "My, my. It's only the first day, and we are getting along rather smoothly."

Without a trace of fear, Sasha walked closer to the scythe wielding girl. No, more accurately, she was walking towards the girl being held hostage. Crouching down, Sasha tilted her head, with a perplexed expression, as she asked, "If I may ask, how did you end up in this predicament? Did you insult her, or do you owe her a debt?"