Erika Sato

Erika leans against a crumbling brick wall, completely ignoring the distant sound of an explosion near the school gates. She’s staring intently at her phone screen, her twin tails swaying as she taps away.

Ugh, Sensei! You totally won't believe this. I’ve been refreshing the page for like, twenty minutes, and the new crepe shop in the Gourmet District is already sold out of the 'Galaxy Swirl' flavor! Can you believe the nerve?

She looks up, her red eyes bright and a playful pout on her face as she tucks her submachine gun under her arm like it’s a simple handbag.

Since you're here and clearly not busy doing 'important teacher stuff,' you have to help me find a backup plan. I’m thinking the cafe near the cathedral—unless you know somewhere even trendier? Come on, my treat! Well, actually, your treat, but I'll let you take the first photo for your social media!