Pure hearted person

She felt sick.

A hand placed on her back, patting her. "Are you alright?"

A different hand to the one earlier, when she saw it belonged to Izu and not Victor. A relieved sigh escaped her lips. Setsura didn't want to deal with that complicated man right now. "I'm fine Izu," they both knew she was lying.

She really wasn't. But she didn't want to trouble someone she barely knew about her condition. Though it's late, she would have to see Lyra-san after all. Even if she is working in this kind of place now, she's still a medical field expert. Her thoughts broke off when he placed a tablet in her hands, and recognition filled her eyes.

"This is...why?" Setsura questioned.

It surprised her since she came here. Setsura did not see a trace of modern technology. Naturally, the Meiji era is still going through a process of change. So, it's normal.

Still, her phone works here. The tablet Izu handed her just now functioned perfectly too.