Chapter 29: Arc 2, - 7: Smells Like Cheese
The secretary closed the doors behind them and turned to the four standing stiffly. "Apologies that didn't go quite as planned," Jack spoke.
To the left and rights were wings, with the slight sound of chatter poking down the hall. "What? The plan to manipulate us for your selfish gain?" Fumeko was still not amused—her arms crossed.
"You need to learn to watch your tongue; know when to speak and what to say," Jack responded.
"And you need to learn to watch your-"
"Meko!" Hotaru shushed. Fumeko groaned, shutting her mouth.
"She's not entirely wrong. If nobody can tell the mayor what's going on truthfully, then Kria is no safer for it," Jotou replied.
"Listen, the mayor can be," Jack paused, looking down each hallway. He brought his hand forward and with a—"Snap!"—of his fingers, sound reverberated around them.
The four glanced around as the sound of the chatter around died down. Jotou's hand rested on the hilt of her sword, watching the sound of the snap ringing.
Silverish vibrations, covered the air surrounding the five of them in a bubble of echoes. "Quite foolish in his decisions," Jack continued, the sound outside the bubble nothing more the garbles.
"I don't condone every single one of his actions, but I assure you there is a method to his madness. I also agree with you; both these ideologies combined is what can keep Kria safe.
However, these are the proper channels and I have to abide by them. And so, even behind closed doors, I'm in full support of Mayor Gestryle.