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He would be lying if the idea of teaming up wasnât appealing to the heir, the last trial involving Oogami clearly shook his resolve on decimating every one of them if it meant for him to survive. He had examined the situation several times, trying to find every little detail or hint that gave out the mastermindâs plan or identity, but he had gotten no results whatsoever. He was not surprised she was investigating as well, but clearly shocked at the mention of a Master Key: eyes widened, losing any hint of coldness for utter surprise and joy, an expression he was aware of seconds later, which he changed for the sake of keeping the upcoming plan (and his feelings) hidden.
He listened to every detail and, following her silent instruction from before, the male spoke. âMy assistance, huh?â He asked back, arms folding over his chest like usual as he avoided looking up to the cameras to ensure they didnât look too suspicious. The mastermind could either record or rewatch the videos if they need to.
Eyes trailed away from her, not out of annoyance but of embarrassment. It was the first time he was taking orders from someone and, despite their debates before, he could accept being an underling if it was someone as capable as her. ââŚI suppose I will do as you say.â Â
The stakes were high since the beginning, but the dwindling numbers have only raised them--and the realization that she was likely to be the Mastermindâs target due to the talent she was beginning to grasp the identity of brought it all to a head. She was the biggest singular threat to the demented killing gameâs continued existence, so her days were numbered unless she acted fast. There wasnât the time to properly plan a strategy, so luck would need to play an uncomfortably large role in things.. and such meant needing to control as much as she could, even if it was a far lesser percentage than would be ideal. Every little advantage was essential and, as it turned out?
He was willing to become one of them.
Her gratitude was genuine, albeit barely present with as soft as her tone was--she was just as cognizant of the possibility of being recorded as he was. She had made a point of the camera being pointed at the back of her head so that only half of the conversation was visible. And even then, the SHSL Heir was clever enough to obscure his mouth with his hand to further shield the contents of their talk. The faintest of nods.
âI will give you the needed information when I have the chance.â
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