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Teleporting in onto Eirin’s personal desk, Buck sighed. “What a hectic week…” he mumbled before activating his voice amplifier. “Miss Yagokoro, things have become grim.

The bug had no sooner finished his sentence than Erin grabbed him tightly in her fist and lifted him to her face. “Oh hello, little bug. That witch’s seal seems to be keeping me from damaging this world at the moment, but you are not from here, are you?” Her grip tightened as her grin began to widen. “I should pay you back for my arm. As I recall you left far too soon last time.”

{SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT} He struggled for a few moments before bearing the pain as he talked. “It was the other way around, actually,” he said, his voice strained. “You left shortly after I slammed a overloading Gatekeeper into you.”

“Before that, bug.” With a quick flick of her wrist the doctor had bared Buck’s wings and seized them in her other hand, beginning to apply a slight amount of pull. “Do you recall now? You ran away and robbed me of my satisfaction.” The pull increased ever so slightly. “You must take responsibility for this offense.”

“Wait, please just…” The bee paused, then went limp. “Just do it then. I feel like shit already due to recent events,” he resigned, his voice lacking it’s usual arrogance and cheer. “Besides, I don’t need wings anyway.”

Erin paused, annoyed that he had given up so easily. She then tugged with enough force to sever the nerve circuits and dropped the insect unceremoniously on the desk. “Why did you even come here?”

He held his tongue as he felf sudden pain from his wings, then only from the base. “Ow.” he exclaimed dully as he landed roughly. Getting to his feet, he replied, “The Empress’ goons are going to destroy my dimension. I’ve been organizing an evacuation, and I was hoping the surrounding bamboo would make a new safe haven.”