@hatredcantsave
If there was anything good about all of this diamond covering the city’s architecture, it was that the means to cut through it were readily available. Nanami figured that that was also a bad thing, since that meant more things had just been entombed in more diamond. A catch 22 sort of thing (whatever that was).
Her apartment’s front entrance had been covered in more shiny facets an hour after it seemed like some of the other residents had broken through it. Having carved an exit out of her window earlier, she wasn’t in the mood to climb up the side of the building and cut another square to get back into her own room. Nanami didn’t know the rest of her neighbors all that well, but she figured that creating an entrance through the front, however temporary as be, would be convenient for all of them.
She had been in the middle of sawing into the diamond-covered doors with her wooden sword-turned-diamond-cutter until she heard the sound of awkward footsteps on the uneven ground behind her. Thinking it was someone who might be here for the same reason, she turned around.
Her eyes turned colder once she registered the person’s face.
“Oh... It’s you.“
So that young woman was still here. She may not have seen her in months, but she still hadn’t forgotten that one altercation.
