Chika chose not to speak in response to Arukomiya's  greeting, giving a tired nod in response instead. The booth she sat at was nowhere near as comfortable as the chairs in her room, but leaving now that she offered aid would be problematic - Kazuma had told her several times that doing things like that was rude. Still, Chika had no problem eating - she peeled the lid off of her ramen, and gently moved the noodles to her mouth with her chopsticks, savoring the taste. Whitesnake's comment on the friendliness of the team was quickly processed by Chika's brain, before a reasonable explanation was constructed - Chika only cared about making this new girl respect her and listen to orders, nothing more. Arukomiya, on the other hand... Well, Chika wasn't really good at judging why other people would do things, unless their reasons are logical. Perhaps he was doing it for the same reason?

[color=1a7b30]"You'd need to abandon your days hiding out in your room though, Kashikoi."[/color]

[color=a36209]"...That would be problematic."[/color]

Whitesnake spoke again, relaying the information that Chika had asked for - the new girl spoke Russian. Chika only learned English, Japanese, German and French from actual tutors - she had learned the rest on her own at various ages. She learned Russian at 8, during her short period of being inspired by folk tales and legends. 

It was at this moment in time that the girl in question, Ludmilla, emerged from the bathroom, having donned a full tactical suit and a face mask. It was now that Chika got a good look at the woman - she was redheaded, significantly taller than Chika, and had an eye patch over her left eye - this indicated that she was most likely injured somehow. She also carried a briefcase, the contents of which Chika could not see.

[color=ff5800][i]”If this tiny NEET girl is half as smart as she looks, she should know that red hair only looks good natural.”[/i][/color]

Chika could care less if others insulted her - to be honest, she had never been bullied, but she doubted she would ever care if she was. Someone could call her any name in the book and Chika could care less. This was not any different. Chika simply laid down in the booth responding in her Russian.

[color=a36209]"I am natural - ...mutation quirk."[/color]

Chika frowned slightly - her voice was heavily accented, and she had slight trouble finding the right word for 'mutation.' Other than the words being a bit hard to understand and Chika's lack of use with the language, however, she still spoke clear Russian. 

It was Shade Walker who had just alerted them to get ready - Chika immediately jumped to her feet, before racing down the stairs quickly. Now was the time! Dr. Minaccia and her villainous inventions were going to crush the heroes! Upon making it to the basement, Chika grabbed the small control pad from the desktop. The device was very simple, and in all honesty, Chika had only invented it for portability - she normally controlled her robots from her desktop computer. She was only using it now because she wanted to see her creations off. The One-Pointers quickly came to life, all four of them filing out to meet with the fifth and the other Dark Tree Members. While they were weak, and weren't as strong individually, they were very good distractions and were excellent at swarming/ hit-and-run tactics. Chika briefly checked each of their cameras, the screen of the control pad switching between each of the robot's viewpoints after slight static. 

Only one viewer was in Chika's room - the other two were located in the gym, near the kettle bells. After reminding herself to not let them wander, she ordered all of them to meet with the One-pointers, before she made her way up as well. Upon reemerging, Chika sat back in the booth, the fifth One-Pointer and one of the viewers being right next to her.