"A Kusaran devil huh?" She held up both hands next to her face while extending her index fingers to symbolise horns. "Maybe you are right." She smiled before looking back to the show. On the stage, Akechi Mitsuhide was talking with his second in command about the preparations of the ambush on Oda Nobunaga.
"So Med Force... Would their services also be open to us? We could use a reliable sources for proper medicine and equipment."
She watched him pour some scotch. "Eh sure, why not? Is it good Scotch? Sigma-19 sounds good to me. It is an unusual request. May I ask what you intend to do with it? You don't strike me as a user."
