✿ Rosy Cheeks {Rinko}
So, someone else was dead. The news didn’t particularly faze Yua. It meant, at least, that her safety was guaranteed for a little while, until the killer was executed and the cycle of murder could begin again. At the beginning, she’d considered murder, planned it, even. She’d known how easy it would be to get the contortionist or the volleyball player or the blogger to trust her, to get them alone in some secluded part of the castle, and then slit their throats.
But she’d missed her chance. Now that she was marked as a witch, the others all suspected her, and even though she’d kept her friends, suspicion would be on her the moment anyone died who had anything to do with her.
She wasn’t sure she’d have been able to go through with it, anyway. To plan to murder one of her friends, to justify it to herself, that was easy. To actually do it, she suspected, was something that was beyond her. She probably wouldn’t have been able to do it, she decided. She was many things, but Yua Kaneshiro, at heart, was not a cold-blooded killer.
In the wake of the murder, she’d decided she might as well relax a little while her chances of being attacked and killed were significantly less. And so, Kaneshiro Yua could be found, sitting with her feat up, in the tea garden, sipping a refreshing peppermint tea and taking dainty bites from a small pink cupcake.
There was a lot of ground to cover in the castle so searching around was never an easy thing. Rinko had passed by the garden by chance when she blinked, realising someone was there. Not just there but sitting there, the picture of casual relaxation. This... was it a joke? Perhaps she’d never been the biggest bleeding heart, most of the victims, in Rinko’s mind, though unfortunate were most likely more of the prey family than the predator and thus their demises were ultimately expected. But all the same she strove for justice and she strove for answers. This person... this Yua though... she was just sitting there, eating a cupcake. For half a second Rinko wasn’t quite sure whether she was seeing things or not. She had to admit, this behaviour did have her curious so she briefly stopped nosing around to go up to the smaller girl, her eyebrows raised.
“Correct me if I am wrong, Kaneshiro-shi, but are you celebrating the actual demise of one of our flock? Ambivalence to death is nothing new I fear but celebrating it with a confectionery treat is a new low, I must admit.”
She surveys Yua’s every gesture, her stance as guarded as ever. In all honesty she’d been looking for someone else to help dig things up anyway but she wasn’t sure if that person should be Yua. She honestly still wasn’t even keen on Yua’s being here. For Rinko one of the large elephants in the room was Yua’s duty as the ‘Witch’ meaning some form of direct contact with whoever had set this up. Not only that but the photos the bear showed were also fairly ugly, reputation-wise. And yet it seemed like no one had really cornered this girl and gotten everything out of her.
...Though she’d like to do that there were more important things to do right now.
“I feel like I should be direct. As Kemurizome-shi once said: ‘only when a direct question is asked can a direct meaning be gained’. So let me get to the point. Are you lazing around here because you killed Yuuhara-shi? If not, colour me a little confused over your tea party.”
