Seraphen and Hikaru

"You don't like them?"

"The problem isn't that I don't like them." Hearing Selvih's words, Seraphen got a little angry: "The problem here is… the mixed-blood people are a cursed race. They are barbaric, they don't follow any rules, they don't even have any potential."

"You letting them live in a beautiful place like this is tantamount to letting them ruin this place."

"No! I will not allow that to happen."

Suddenly, Selvih smiled: "It seems… you are very interested in what goes on in this territory."

"I…"

"Alright. You just need to sit still, you can just enjoy the cake and tea."

"Cake? Tea?" Seraphen was puzzled by what Selvih just said.

She knew about cakes, but what about tea?

"Those are things that this mixed-blood girl created." Selvih looked over at Nekomaly and blinked.

Nekomaly sighed, she felt that Selvih's emphasis on the word "mixed-blood" seemed to confirm her identity once more.

Seraphen frowned.