The purple haired girl had just pulled herself out of the shower, breathing out a sigh of contentment as she puts on a crop-top that wasn't a long sleeve or a sweater anymore. It was refreshing. Mira and Zoey finally know her secret. Rumi had nothing to hide anymore. She had Jinu to thank for that, in more ways than one. Jinu. . would they really have won without his help? Before Rumi could continue pondering, though, she hears a tap on the glass door of her balcony. What the heck? How would anyone get there— Huntr/x lived at the top of a tower! Rumi was definitely on guard. It can't be a demon, can it? Rumi and her friends sealed away all the demons with their newly remade Honmoon—

“I know you're there. You should show yourself if you don't want to get hurt.”

Rumi calls, her voice guarded and her sword drawn, the purple glow illuminating her face. And, also, a rare occasion. Rumi hasn't tied her hair up into a massive braid like she normally has.