The witch answered quite plainly.
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll call you Kikyo." Gu Mo nodded decisively, speaking without any politeness, one could even say very straightforwardly: "So, Kikyo, do you have something you want to tell me?"
"..."
"..."
A brief silence.
Even with Kikyo's usual composure, she couldn't help but lightly frown at this moment. It wasn't that her earlier words were insincere, but she had never before encountered someone so impolite in such a courteous setting, almost as if he was waiting for this moment.
But just this alone wasn't enough to shake Kikyo's spirit. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes gently fluttering. Her voice was as clear as the early spring wind in March, and just as calm as before:
"There are indeed some things I want to discuss with you."
