Rita shot to her feet and slammed the table in excitement. The table and Mahjong tiles crashed to the ground in a clatter.
"Isn't that me?!"
When she finished shouting, she looked around. Her three Mahjong partners were staring at her expressionlessly. All of them still had their hands extended in mid shuffle, but the fingers that had been relaxed a moment ago were now clenched into fists.
Rita immediately crouched down to prop up the table and gather the tiles, muttering, "I mean, think about it. If Lightchaser told a fairy tale at the end of her life, she'd probably name it after herself, just like that Lynx Duke."
The others wordlessly crouched to help. Since they started playing Mahjong, this scene happened all the time. Sometimes it was BS Rita flipping the table, sometimes someone else.
To become an SS Regret, the story was usually enough to shake the heart.
