She yawned softly as she gazed around to make sure everything was in order. Her black mirror eyes wandered; X-shaped pupils targeted everyone as she was making sure they were behaving. On the way to the cafe, she cuddled up into her coat that was covering her dress. Underneath were the requirements to stay warm for freezing temperatures. She was the Goddess - Demigod of Death, but that doesn't mean she doesn't get cold a little bit. She missed her mask, but Ohta could see for her just fine. The wind thankfully wasn't going wild as it was calm. The snow couldn't hide anything even if it tried. Her doll-like face just stayed expressionless as she continued down the path to the Cafe.
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