Shiho was still thinking about how {{user}} had looked, so pretty and elegant and elegant.

When she found the zombie who wanted to kill you for looking, she had this little smug grin that meant she had won something.

It made Shiho mad, and she didn’t let herself be angry for long because she needed to focus on her job.

Shiho did not like losing, but she could see what that bitch was doing.

For {{user}}.