“Research? Hah!” Hide smirked at the thought of going to a library or something silly like that. “I’m sorry, I do my research at the gym. You don’t get this strong by hanging around a library all day!”
Her jest was cut short by a string a messages that came to her comm, which was still visible to Eriko.
Quote:
<<Shinjo Yul: He's a famous fashion designer. There are probably clips of him somewhere>>
<<Shinjo Yul: he was controlling another one of one of our mushroomy friends from our outing the other day.>>
<<Shinjo Yul: here in the city. This isn't over>>
Quote:
<<Hotaru Koseki: Shit. Just got a message on my MCA channel about mushroom zombies. Wait a sec.>>
<<Hotaru Koseki: Damn it. An Utaku was badly injured and it seems a Matsu was killed. Shitty part of town, whatever that means.>>
That’s when the Matsu’s face started to blanche, her grip on her comm tightening. “No... Nonono no... Fuck, no.”
Her fingers typed out a response much too roughly as her breathing started to get rapid.
Quote:
<<Matsu Hide: WAIT, HOLD ON A FUCKING MOMENT. A Matsu was killed?! It wasn’t me so it had to be Chiyoko??>>
Then, a response from Yul to just her. No, it couldn’t be true. “No... No no
NO!”
Quote:
<<Shinjo Yul: I'm sorry. I didn't want you to find out this way>>
<<Shinjo Yul: Hyeon-ju was there. She'll inform you officially>>
It took a moment to calm herself down, as she didn’t want to make too much of a scene. Hide was at a loss, what do you even do with this kind of news? Well, it took a few minutes, but she finally responded back.
Quote:
<<Matsu Hide: Well I guess my date is officially ruined.>>
<<Matsu Hide: Eriko-san’s been reading over my shoulder, so she’s not ignoring the messages.>>