"Teehee-! No need to be frightened. Luckily for you, I'm not particularly interested in seeing what your brain looks like."

Helen's eyes narrowed as she observed Rachel mock Bernard with a boisterous laugh. She asked, "How on earth did you escape, you criminal?"

"Well, you know, I used my beauty. It worked out nicely, huh?” responded Rachel.

"...You killed someone again," said Helen, scrunching her nose.

With a cold smile spreading across her lips, Rachel retorted, “Are you trying to tell me that you haven't killed anyone? Spare me your hypocrisy. Above all, you know it, don't you?"

"You're a villain," Helen said.

"That's right, ahaha! Villain. That word suits me so well," Rachel said to Helen, feeling that it fit her perfectly. She added, "Help the villain just this once. I beg you.”

“The Special Police Force won't remain still."

"Sure there are some difficult characters over there. But, well, you'll hide me well, won't you?"

"Why should I?"

"Well... Because we're comrades?"

"That's bullshit," said Helen, clicking her tongue.

Looking into Helen’s eyes, which were filled with deep contemplation, Rachel said, "As you know, revenge is something I will exact no matter the cost. Tenfold, if necessary. And, though it may be hard to believe, I am also capable of repaying...