Out of nowhere, emerging from a crowd of highly-qualified men and women, an old lady marches out with an unwavering ego shown in her pompous attitude.
"Didn't I tell you it wasn't a wise decision to show the faces of incompetent midgets in front of aristocrats?" the woman flicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth in a way that it incites annoyance in everyone but herself. Just from the looks of her, it wouldn't be a struggle to tell she thinks of herself highly, caked up in make-up and a lace gown.
Mizuki seethes at the sound of being called incompetent without being given even a single chance to prove her talent.
Grace yanks her backwards as soon as she dares to take a bold step forward, to which the woman, not even a lady anymore, snickers.