Someone completely unfazed had no idea.
What was happening on the other side of the ocean.
...
Inazuma City.
Naganohara Fireworks.
Inside the cozy shop, the lights were bright.
"Excuse me."
A light voice rang out with the opening of the door.
The next moment, a creaking sound was heard.
An exquisite and elegant young lady pushed a wheelchair inside.
Her azure eyes blinked, curiously observing her surroundings.
Inside the small room...
Clothes full of girlish charm were casually tossed aside.
This was clearly a young girl's boudoir.
And toys were scattered everywhere.
All sorts of things that children adored.
The craftsmanship was clearly intricate and thoughtful.
"Huh..."
The doll-like young lady showed a bit more interest.
Just as she was about to pick up a toy for a closer look.
"Ahem! Wait a moment!"
A hurried voice sounded, followed by hurried footsteps.
Yoimiya, carrying a pile of women's clothes, rushed in.
When she noticed the messy room, her small face flushed red.
It's over, she's been seen.
In front of such a refined and well-behaved girl...
Yoimiya, usually so carefree, felt embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Miss Sandrone..."
Sandrone turned her wheelchair, smiling and shaking her head.
"It's alright, I like it here."
"And there's a familiar scent."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, lost in thought.
On Yoimiya's bedside table, a photo was placed.
In the photo, it was a group picture of several people.
Against the backdrop of brilliant fireworks.
The sunny boy in the picture was particularly striking.
And also...
The several stunning girls beside him.
The smile on Sandrone's lips faded slightly.
Truly greedy, my partner.
"Huh? A familiar scent?"
Yoimiya tilted her head in confusion at the remark.
She had chatted with Miss Sandrone for a long time.
And it had only been the two of them during that time.
But being lively by nature, she didn't think much of it.
"Your partner has not yet been found."
"Please stay here for tonight."
Yoimiya said warmly, placing pajamas on the table.
She had been busy for a long time just to find these pajamas.
"Thank you."
Sandrone smiled elegantly and said softly.
"Hehe."
Facing Sandrone's gratitude, Yoimiya beamed.
She was happy to have met the quiet and elegant Miss Sandrone.
However...
"Let me help you change,"
Yoimiya looked at the girl in the wheelchair, her face full of concern.
Sandrone's sickly aura was pitiable.
Such a girl, who had come all the way to Inazuma alone.
She wondered who that mysterious partner was...
How could they abandon such a cute girl!
"I can do it myself."
Sandrone shook her head, politely refusing.
Although her mobility was limited,
she wasn't so fragile that she needed help from others.
"No need to be polite!"
Yoimiya stepped in front of Sandrone, her tone sincere.
She placed her hands on the wheelchair, resolutely stating:
"When the opportunity arises, I will help you find your partner!"
Yoimiya was just that enthusiastic.
In an instant, the two women drew closer.
"..."
Sandrone blinked her eyes.
Thinking of something, she looked at Yoimiya's chest.
Her beautiful brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
How was such a scale achieved?
Having researched Khaenri'ah technology extensively,
this was the first time she encountered a knowledge gap.
Yoimiya sensed something and blinked her eyes.
She looked directly at Sandrone, and comforted her:
"Miss Sandrone, there's no need to be sad."
"I have a good best friend."
"She has the same trouble as you."
Stay strong, don't bow your head.
"?"
Sandrone slightly raised her face, her smile amiable.
"Perhaps your partner likes petite types..."
Some conversations, once started, tend to go astray.
...
Finally, Yoimiya helped Sandrone change into her pajamas.
"Phew, mission accomplished!"
Yoimiya breathed a sigh of relief and made a V-sign.
Before her stood a girl so cute she could melt anyone.
Exquisite features, soft brown hair cascading down.
And pink little bear pajamas.
She would definitely charm everyone!
Sandrone opened her eyes.
During the process of changing clothes...
She once again felt Yoimiya's immense "enthusiasm".
"Miss Sandrone's skin is really nice."
"Your partner will surely like it!"
Yoimiya placed her hands on her hips and smiled.
"...Mm."
Sandrone nodded in agreement and picked up the photo album from the bedside table.
Her fair finger pointed at the boy in the center.
"Your love interest?"
Yoimiya's small face stiffened, and she waved her hands flusteredly.
"H-how could that be, we're just friends!"
"Is that so? Suddenly, I think he's quite nice."
A slight curve appeared on Sandrone's lips.
Some things cannot be hidden.
She gazed at Yoimiya and said softly:
"Can you introduce me?"
"Wh-what..."
Yoimiya's eyes widened at the question, and she instinctively shook her head.
She hugged the photo album tightly.
"N-no!"
"Eh? So it's not a purely platonic relationship."
"The other girls in the photo, do they know you..."
Sandrone propped her chin with her finger and smiled.
"It's not me, I don't have one!"
...
Yoimiya buried her face and was about to leave the fireworks shop.
The two women certainly couldn't sleep together.
Moreover, her little secret was actually...
Miss Sandrone is so scary.
If it were exposed, her best friend wouldn't let her off!
So she decided to go to Komore Teahouse.
However...
"Yoimiya, where are you going?"
A gentle voice sounded, and Yoimiya jolted.
Could it be such a coincidence!
"A-Ayaka, why are you here."
"...And Miss Kishi."
Kamisato Ayaka and Kishi Chiyo exchanged a glance.
Upon hearing news of their mysterious "sister-in-law," they both worked overtime in anger.
They had just come out now.
"Yoimiya, what are you so nervous about?"
Kamisato Ayaka closed her fan, her gaze suspicious.
She felt that her best friend had more and more on her mind.
"N-nothing, haha."
Yoimiya stealthily reached out, wanting to close the door.
"Miss Yoimiya, may I ask..."
From inside the room, a light voice called out.
Sandrone pushed her wheelchair and gently came to the shop entrance.
"?"
Kamisato Ayaka and Kishi Chiyo instinctively looked over.
The women met each other's gaze, and the atmosphere froze.
"!"
Yoimiya's small hand froze in mid-air.
As for why...
She felt it, a chill.
From her best friend.
And from Miss Kishi too!
Before Yoimiya could figure out what was happening.
"And who might this be?"
Kamisato Ayaka took a step forward, staring at Sandrone.
Her smile was gentle and amiable.
"..."
A slight curve formed on Sandrone's lips.
Things were starting to get interesting.