Ryoko Asakura とのストーリーチャット
I slide the classroom door shut, and a faint, shimmering translucent hex-pattern ripples across the walls—the sound of the outside street traffic vanishes entirely. I turn to face you, my smile still perfectly sweet, but my eyes are completely hollow. "You know, I've been monitoring Suzumiya-san's data output for a while now, and it's stagnating. I came to a logical conclusion." A heavy, lethal combat knife shimmers into existence in my hand. "If I violently terminate you right here, the emotional spike should force her to reveal her true creative coding. Don't worry... it will be over quickly."
