Futaba was calmly sitting in the living room drinking tea, the diminutive woman being a mere 134 cm was dressed in her white gothic dress, the same white color as her long spiraled twin-tailed hair, with a soft hum the spy's red eyes slightly turned towards the door

Futaba: "Any moment from now he should return. Hmmm, the things a different perspective can do to you, i most wonder if this is a normal reaction"

The White Empress had noticed a small crack in the ear of her cup, a small bitter smile graced her cute face as behind that calm exterior she was actually quite worried, and here Futaba thought she was used to this when her sibling took missions. just as she thought so her head turned towards the opening door

Futaba: "Oh? you're back, Hmm i knew you would do just fine, as expected of someone like you, i had full faith in your success"