All of the fashionista's accessories had vanished. "You may be right, Harbinger." Referring to his assessment of the robot's guns. It was hard to tell if her lingering smile was sincere or not. 

	Junk rolled her eyes at the naga. "Well yea, it doesn't make sense for [i]normal[/i] high school students to be this popular. But I'm a special case. Ultimate isn't just a name for show, I really am the best at what I do. Not to brag, but everything is pretty effortless for me. I'm pretty much the perfect human being. Perfect looks, perfect body, perfect mind, I guess that's why I find so many things... [i]boring[/i]..." She let out a girlish giggle. "Kidding, kidding! I just come from a rich family. It's easy to get a good start when you have money."

	Junko flipped open her phone and ran a google search on ERPPC. "Ummm, don't see any on amazon. I'm sure we could work something out. I know a guy who knows a guy." She flipped the phone shut again. "I would like to know your name though, pilot."

	The fashionista looked at the snake. was it possible that she was able to understand it too? Or was her mind playing tricks on her? "Weapons? I have no use for them. I'd break one of my nails if I tried to handle a weapon."