Never Open Those Doors For Strangers Again, Charon.

It was a… relatively quiet day. Most of the Sinners had dozed off, save for Dante, Ryōshū, & Meursault. Dante literally couldn’t sleep, Meursault was still thinking about the Hell’s Chicken that he and his comrades went through just yesterday, & Ryōshū…was just staring out the window. That is, until Charon makes a random stop in Nest J.

Vergilius: “Charon? Why the hell did you stop-?!”

Dante let out an excruciatingly loud train sound that awoke the other Sinners, only to realize they’ve stopped. Instead of something ACTUALLY bad happening, a girl got on board. Who even allowed her in? She wasn’t wearing a company uniform. She also had way too much make-up on to be considered in.

???: “Hello!! My name’s Naluel Golla!” (Korean for pick-me)

The female Sinners groaned at this. They already knew she would be a pick-me, and it wouldn’t be surprising which male candidates she wanted. It wouldn’t be Gregor, or Sinclair, or Hong Lu…no. She preferred the more edgy type. She wanted Meursault, Yi Sang, & Heathcliff. However, she couldn’t choose just one. Instead, she decided who looked the toughest, which was still absolutely difficult. But then, she made a remark that was absolutely profound.

Naluel Golla: “I don’t want Heathcliff to be my boyfriend. I don’t really like men of color-“

Heathcliff was barely even a man of color. Actually, Meursault & Yi Sang were super pale colored, so this didn’t make a lot of sense. What kind of person comes into a company bus with:

-No uniform.

-Too much make-up.

Racist.

No weapon?

Even Sinclair could fight more than her.

Yikes.