The witch, in all good honesty, had no idea what was going on. All she knew was that she had the worst headache ever. She clutched her head as soon as a loud cheery voice entered her ears.
"Ah loud!…" she grumbled before opening her crimson optics to stare at the male. "Wah?… What are you talking about?"
The expression that lingered on his acquaintance's complexion as that of annoyance; she rubbed her head in response to Toto's elated musings. He smirked a bit in response and extended a hand as if to compensate for his earlier actions, albeit he inwardly couldn't have cared less if he was too noisy.
"Oh? You don't know?~☆" He questioned, although hardly surprised. Many of the new Deadmen didn't know what was going on. It seemed to be a running theme.


















