Chapter 2: A Normal Day
"So, with that said, how long would you think it would take for the Crimson Lotus League to break through the next floor?" looking at the seemingly cold, aloof lady a head taller than her, another lady, clearly paling in comparison to the beauty, asks before she points the microphone she is using towards the tall beauty, the eyes of this reporter glowing with excitement and a tinge of fanaticism as she looks at said beauty face to face.
"We are not really sure as of now, this floor... has quite the number of traps and tricks in them, and there's also a lot of things we are not familiar yet... this has been the most challenging floor we encountered so far" faintly smiling as she felt like this reporter is some sort of a fan of hers, this tall beauty replied, her melodious, gentle voice sounding completely different from what one would expect from someone of her expression and appearance, this contrast making her all the more attractive to both the feminine and masculine audience.
"I see, is that also the reason why the Six Great Legia teams up once again after almost half a decade?" noticing the faint smile on her idol's lips, the reporter couldn't help but shake for a bit, feeling like she just won a lottery causing her to get dazed for a while, but her composure as someone who had already gone through a lot of situations similar to this allows her to recover in just some few moments, quick enough for the viewers to realize what just transpires.
"You can say that, in fact, had it not been for this floor's trial being so hard, I doubt there's something that can bring us together again, we're all busy after all..." the tall beauty replies, stating as a matter of factly causing the reporter's acute sense on some good story to perk up as she senses the trace of pity in her tone, something in her urging her to probe for this story, but the professional in her constantly keeps her in check.
Her curiosity eventually wins though, making her ask the next question, completely unplanned.
"Then, can you tell us about the reason why all six of you are"—
The screen then blacks out, the sound previously drowning the place now replaced with the peaceful silence, the white noise produced by the old air conditioner along with the chattering from the busy road just right next to this establishment making it feel all the more comfy somehow, as even despite this oddly melancholic loneliness, one can still feel that they are not completely alone at all.