[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Deathedge[/color][/h1][/center]

Iyo suddenly vanished, and Deathedge returned to his quiet state of pondering.

As much as he found Iyo's sudden dancing amusing, he felt calmer after the boy left. He was not in a dancing mood, anyway. Disc seemed too busy dancing like crazy. It did not take long for Deathedge to notice [color=ec008c]a red-haired woman (Rebecca Valentine)[/color] surrounded by other women who seemed... happy to see her.

Strange. Some of them were suddenly flocking away from the dancefloor, and some of them flatout stopped what they were doing to go to her. But Deathedge was not an edgy protagonist who would immediately presume that she was doing something. No, he thought that the woman was just some sort of celebrity he did know about.

Actually, he knew [i]no[/i] celebrities, so the presumption he made was sort of bullsh-t.

He did notice the strangely intoxicated looks the women had around the red-haired woman. Though he did finally begin to think that something was weird about the situation (after all, the woman did not seem [i]that[/i] famous, considering how very few- if not none at all- men were reacting to her), Deathedge decided to stay out of business that could end in a mess.

[i][color=ed1c24]...I think I'm just staring at her because there's nothing else to stare at,[/color][/i] the white-haired man concluded with an abnormally normal way of thinking.

He did continue to glare at the woman with an unintentional aura of death, despite his attempts of trying to look normal while looking at her.