The Battle Between Girls

Kaguya looked at Leone, who was still laughing heartily with her arm around Kaguya's shoulder, and felt speechless. She hadn't expected this person to be able to shake off the oppressive aura she had unleashed. This left Kaguya puzzled—was it because Leone was so carefree that she had nothing to fear?

What Kaguya didn't know was that Leone's Teigu, the Lionelle, granted her the ability to become part-beast and heightened her senses to a level far beyond ordinary humans. This made her especially sensitive to killing intent.

In the original story, Leone was able to sense the overwhelming killing intent from Esdeath, which is why she refrained from attacking Esdeath and narrowly escaped. It's worth noting that Esdeath's power was immense—Leone wouldn't stand a chance against her, even if there were ten of her.

Now, Leone could clearly sense that while Kaguya's aura was almost tangible, like a tsunami overwhelming everything, there was no real intent to kill her. This made Leone less tense.

At that moment, a loud crash echoed through the house, with wood splinters flying everywhere and a cloud of dust rising. A large hole appeared in the ceiling, from which thin streams of smoke were curling out.

Kaguya and Leone exchanged glances and quickly rushed inside. The interior was a wreck, with wood shards and fabric strips scattered everywhere, and the cold northern wind howling through the room.

"What happened here?" Kaguya asked curiously, looking at the once-elegant room, now in ruins.

Could it have been a gas explosion? But there shouldn't be gas stoves in this era—such luxury doesn't exist yet.

Mine shot Kaguya a glance, snorted coldly, and turned her head away with an expression of pride and stubbornness.

"Oh no, my favorite rice wine!" Leone wailed, holding a broken bottle of wine, her face filled with despair as if she had lost the will to live.

Kurome's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was breathing lightly, still recovering from her illness and clearly exhausted.

Kaguya was curious—how did these two girls end up fighting? Kurome wasn't usually the impulsive type.

"I just said that person wasn't a good one, and she attacked me first! It's completely unreasonable!" Mine huffed angrily, her face filled with indignation.

"That person?" Such a rude way of referring to someone—there was no one else here but Kaguya who could fit that description.

Kurome snorted coldly, put away her long sword, turned away, and sat back down at the table. She picked up a piece of bread from the plate. Whether intentional or not, the table had been spared from the destruction, still intact and free from dust.

Hearing Mine's words, Kaguya looked at Kurome in surprise. She hadn't expected Kurome to get into a fight with Mine over this. Even though Kurome treated her well, this level of devotion was unexpected, especially since she had recently scolded Kurome.

Sensing Kaguya's gaze, Kurome seemed a little uneasy. She turned slightly, focusing on eating the bread in her hand.

Footsteps sounded, gradually approaching, and a soft white hand rested on Kurome's shoulder. Kurome's body trembled slightly as she turned her head to see Kaguya's gentle eyes.

"Drink some milk; it's still warm," Kaguya said with a smile, placing a bottle of milk in Kurome's hand. "You're still recovering, so you should drink more milk."

Kurome didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth curling up ever so slightly before the expression vanished as if it were an illusion.

This house wasn't originally Leone's or Mine's. They had bought it from a family that was moving away, and it wasn't very expensive. They had planned to use it as a place to gather information and lay low, but they hadn't expected Kaguya to stumble upon it. It was quite unlucky—out of the dozens of households in the village, she happened to find theirs.

Since Kurome hadn't fully recovered, Kaguya originally intended to stay a few more days. However, Leone and Mine seemed to have urgent matters to attend to and had to leave in a hurry, leaving the house in Kaguya's care. Kaguya suspected they wouldn't return; after all, they were still enemies. Once a hideout was exposed, it lost its usefulness.

Watching the two girls rush off, Kaguya frowned slightly. For them to leave in such haste, something serious must have happened. Could it be...

A pale blue figure flashed through Kaguya's mind. If it were her, that would explain it.

But for now, Kaguya had no intention of intervening. Let them fight it out first—it probably wouldn't be over quickly. When the time comes, she could swoop in like a mantis stalking a cicada—wouldn't that be perfect?

All right, the truth is, Kaguya was simply too lazy to get involved. She preferred lying in bed, sleeping from morning to night, and from night to morning, eating fruit, watching the snowfall, having some fun, and flirting with girls—wasn't that the best way to live?

But looking at the room with a gaping hole in the ceiling, through which the cold wind was pouring in, Kaguya felt a bit helpless. It looked like she would have to do some cleaning up.

Since Kurome was still recovering, Kaguya couldn't very well ask her to clean, so she had no choice but to do it herself.

Then again, ever since arriving in the world of Akame ga Kill, Kaguya hadn't done any cleaning. That task had always been handled by maids—she never had to lift a finger. Her life had always been one of luxury, where everything was done for her.

Now, being asked to clean was a bit of a challenge.

As Kaguya struggled to tidy up the mess, a small figure approached her. Kaguya was surprised and looked up. The black-haired girl in front of her was none other than Kurome.

"I-I'll help with the cleaning," Kurome said a bit awkwardly. After all, it was her fight with Mine that had left the room in such a state.