slaysleuth:

^{just being  made aware  of once again  of the   battler in black’s  very being made  Erika’s   hackles raise.  a  walking && talking   proof of her  epic failure  to  pin the crime  on that  whiny wench  in  the  courtroom.   it was a scab that’d  faded away  but was still always  there,  itching.  low-born   witches  had no  right to spit her  failures back at her  as if they were  so high up!}   

^{“In my line of work you find that anything can be denied if there’s enough proof to suggest otherwise.  It wasn’t hard for me to erase the infamous Golden Land.  It won’t be hard to  crush poor battler’s  last-ditch, half-baked theory  &&   some  recolor knock-off  like you.  An easy task for the  Witch of Truth,  Erika Furudo!”} 

^{“it seems you taken an offensive in my wording erika-san, that wasn’t my intention at all….”} rena pauses there for a moment summoning her nata and waving it like a staff to summon a round table along with a tea seat and strawberries inside a bowl. taking a seat on a chair in an gallant manner she place her nata on top of her legs and reached out for tea pot. ^{“first of all. bern-chan and me aren’t on bad terms but I know she hates her past unlike me she doesn’t like to talk about it, not even to be bothered with it. I can’t deny that sometimes just my presence must be an eyesore for her, and  I respect that so I’m not bothering her often.”} pouring some tea into the other cup rena offered it to erika. ^{“besides when I was a human being , I had the talents of a detective much like you, so I wouldn’t dare to look down on you just because I’m a witch.”} at the end of that verse , rena’s eyes narrowed. ^{“i never even wanted to become a witch and be trapped in this forgery in the first place.“}