“She had a second Doppel?!” Kotone was at the edge of her seat– Kiwako’s tattered couch– as Hinata retold the tale of her fight with Cecilia.

“She had a Doppel in the first place?!”, Yoko, as usual, added through a mouthful of cookie. “Let alone TWO?!”

Masako sighed, her eyes closed as she leaned back on her side of the couch. “Focus, girls. We knew the day would come where the Oracle would tap into her power. That the power in question was the fragment of another’s soul is a surprise, but hardly something to worry about. Given what the Oracle has told us, it makes perfect sense.”

“Spoken like a true bookworm”, Hinata said with a sigh. “But yeah, that’s about all there is to it. I lost. Outright. Just like you lot did.”

“So all we have left are the Hills and the Forest…?”, Kotone looked around the room, the silence that followed only broken by Kiwa-chan’s humming from the kitchen. “…Cecilia, that means you gotta meet–“

“Rio and Riko Sato. I’m aware. The twins await.” Cecilia was leaning against the wall closest to Kiwako’s front door. “So since we’re all on the same page now, how about answering a couple questions?”

“That won’t be necessary.” A voice from Kiwa’s second floor echoed, growing closer along with the sound of footsteps.

Kiwako’s humming stopped in an instant. “R… Riko-chan?!”

“Good day, Kiwa-chan”, the soft voice called back. “Ah, put on two extra cups of tea. Rio will be along momentarily.” The girl stood at the bottom of the stairs, visible from the living room, and all heads turned to face her.

Cecilia looked up from her hood, gazing calmly at the small girl, jet black hair covering her left eye, and wearing, oddly enough, an ordinary high school outfit. “Riko Sato, I presume. I will not waste your time with pleasantries, then.”

“Oh, please do, Miss Ambrosi”, Riko said, still quiet and calm. “Why else would I be here?”

“Am I to believe you came here, now, at this time, once I have defeated the rest of the Coven, that you truly came here for tea and cookies?”

“A-Actually…”, another voice, just as quiet, and quite meek called out from the top of the stairs. Another girl, also in plain school uniform, descended the stairs. Her hair was much shorter, though equally dark. “…I really like Kiwa-chan’s cookies.”

Riko smiled innocently. “That’s how it is. Funny, this is not how you expected us to meet, is it, Oracle?”

“C-Can I…?”, her sister, Rio, added sheepishly, standing awkwardly for awhile before ducking between the two, racing towards the kitchen.

“…I don’t believe this.” Cecilia sighed. “I did not come all this way for–“

“Babysitting?”, Riko replied, her fiery amber eyes shimmering in the dim light of Kiwa’s entryway. “We’re kids, Cecilia. Kamihama is populated by less than a dozen children, and one adult. Children”, she continued, “with a power that defies the world order.”

“It is that power that drew me here, Riko. You know this already.”

“Indeed. That power that contains Kamihama in an isolated state. The reason we can commune with our Witches. The power you sought, First Angel Cecilia Ambrosi”, Riko said with a smirk.

Cecilia’s eyes widened as her title was spoken aloud. “…There are but a small number of people that know me by that moniker.”

“…I knew you were an Angel, Cece-chan”, Kiwa said, yelling from the kitchen.

“Because I told you. But you… Riko, I had not told anyone else from Kamihama. And neither did Kiwako.”

“…Kiwa-chan”, Kiwa muttered under her breath.

“Nor”, Cecilia continued, ignoring the retort, “did I tell of my time as the First Angel.”

Riko smiled again, calmly and innocently. “Work out the ‘how’ of it on your own time. There is still time, after all. Before we meet again, in the Miracle Hills. But you still have time, Oracle.”

Cecilia stared, incredulous, for awhile longer before she spoke again. “…Why have you come here, Riko? To taunt me before our fight? To unnerve me?”

“Weren’t you listening?”, Riko replied with a sigh. “Rio wanted cookies. That’s the honest, full truth of it.”