“Rika, I thought we’ve been over keeping secrets! I don’t want you to turn back to the way you were before.” Rumiko replied with a sigh, referring to her time before the D Reaper when she was an alone, rebellious child. Even though she’s speaking out of both sides of her mouth, due to she herself keeping secrets. “There’s only one way I can prevent that from happening, to get your hairbrush.” She ordered, already becoming unreasonable with her.
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