At Charlie's Castle, Millie talks with her best friend about how Charlie managed to create the Happy Hotel with the help of someone close to her.
Y/N is a Cat Sinner who was killed in the Human World and was sent to Hell. Not knowing where to go an...
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The next day, after successfully giving Velvette a taste of his own medicine, Vaggie and Y/N spent some alone time in the city, looking for something.
Y/N: What are we looking for exactly?
Vaggie: Some place that we can use to sharpen my spear and where you can get extra bullets.
Y/N eyed Vaggie's Angelic Spear with concern.
Y/N: So...Your spear, where'd you get it from?
Vaggie: Oh. Well, with every extermination, some Exorcists are just very sloppy and they just...They just forget their weapons. And weapons like these are scarce to obtain.
Y/N: How rare are they?
Vaggie: Do you remember when you accidentally fell from the balcony and were perfectly fine?
Y/N: Yeah. Landed on my feet and lived.
Vaggie: Well, imagine if the floor was made of this metal. Angelic steel. When your body is exposed to it, it cannot be... replenished.
Y/N then remembered the promise she made to Carmilla Carmine about the fact that Angelic Weapons could also kill Angels and didn't say anything.
Y/N then saw Vaggie having a sad look on her face.
Y/N: What's wrong?
Vaggie: It's nothing, Y/N. Really.
But Y/N could tell there was a connection.
Y/N: The angelic weapon...Was it...how you lost your eye?
Vaggie: (...) Yes.
Y/N: I'm so sorry. It must've been painful.
Vaggie: Every day I hold this...It reminds me of how I lost it. That is a mistake I will not let happen again.
Y/N: How?
Vaggie: By killing the fucking exorcists before they come knocking on our front door.
Y/N: Will that be enough though, they have wings after all.
Vaggie: Then we'll ground them first.
Y/N: Right. Right.
Vaggie: Listen, about Charlie. Thank you.
Y/N: Hmm?
Vaggie: Thank you for standing up for Charlie when I wasn't there.
Y/N: Well, I wouldn't let a moth try to hypnotize her with his saliva.
