[ From somewhere nearby, always out of sight enough that Mahiru wouldn't have noticed, another figure steps out. He had been waiting until he had been given the signal by Ibuki, and it was a sign that it was his turn to finish the job, so to speak. Not that she wasn't already dead, but there was a particular scene to be set. He walks to where he'll have the correct vantage, hunting rifle in hand, though it almost looks strange in the hands of someone as small and unassuming as he is. ]
Ah, she laid down. Can you just prop her back up for a moment, Ibuki? I need a clear shot of her head.
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Ah, she laid down. Can you just prop her back up for a moment, Ibuki? I need a clear shot of her head.