[h2]Yukimura Himeko[/h2]

Himeko's eyebrows raised slightly when a rain of swords mercilessly tore through the pitiful Shade, pretty much destroying it outright. While that outcome was hardly a surprise, the assault quickly reminded her of someone, and her suspicion was confirmed a scant few seconds later. Naoko Hifume was her name, right? Himeko could hardly say she was close with this girl, but they [i]had[/i] operated for a similar length of time... more or less.

She wasn't aware of the details, but the magical fox [i]did[/i] know of Naoko's circumstances. She had offered her condolences back then, and assumed Naoko had either moves away from Tokyo, or given up the game altogether. To see her now, still lacking the bright, cheery tone that defined her... even Himeko was momentarily unsure of how to respond. It was almost fortunate that more than one magical girl responded to her "distress" signal to distract from Himeko's uncertainty.

With "Magi-gal's" arrival, Himeko let out an amused chuckle, raising the pipe to her lips, "...Indeed, it's been far too long. My donation box has missed your custom~"

Yet another magical girl dropped down nearby, eager to help out. Himeko had to wonder, was Shinjuku inexplicably peaceful for the first time in her career as a beautiful, mysterious foxlady, or...

"...Am I really seen as that unreliable...?" Himeko mused aloud, a look of worry on her face. Though it was hard to look too pitiful when holding a magical tobacco pipe in one hand, and a boba tea in the other. With a heavy sigh, she aimed a smile at Naoko, shrugging her shoulders, "well, you may have chosen the quietest night possible, but nice to see you again~ Have you met the newest generation of saviours? As you can tell, they're rather earnest and adorable!"

It was best to just act her usual self, right?

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