"Huh? Kyouka-sama, you… want romantic advice?"
The woman's voice almost cracked from sheer disbelief. She blinked several times, her expression stuck between confusion and panic as she stared at the calm, composed figure in front of her. Amemiya Kyouka—her leader, her superior, the woman known for her divine beauty and terrifying strength—had just asked for romance advice.
"Yes," Kyouka replied, nodding without a hint of hesitation. Her tone was steady, her expression unreadable as always.
For a long moment, silence filled the room. The faction member just stared, her mouth slightly open. She wasn't sure if this was some kind of joke or a hidden test of loyalty. Her brain tried to process what she just heard, but it was like her thoughts were lagging behind reality.
This was Amemiya Kyouka—a being who had lived for nearly three thousand years. A woman whose mere presence commanded respect and fear. And yet… here she was, asking about love.
