At night, Tilan sat outside a cold drink shop in a small alley, holding an ice cream she'd just bought and eating it in small bites while listening to Ailu Kelu questioning the regulars.
Even though some people didn't want to talk or planned to give evasive answers, under the Songstress's lie detection talent, they didn't manage to get away with it.
"OK, next," Ailu Kelu waved her hand and motioned for the next person to come forward.
Actually, after questioning the first two people, the others' stories were much the same. The process wasn't complicated—it was basically that the Ghost Face Gang had their eye on the rabbit-eared girls' abilities and wanted to forcefully sign a contract so they could make money for the company.
"Alright, disperse, everyone."
Seeing that further questioning was just repetition, Ailu Kelu quickly lost interest.
Back with them, she lay on the table in front of the three of them, grabbing the cola she had just bought and gulping it down.
