While Ren and the others were busy dealing with relationship problems elsewhere, Trixie and her loyal lackeys—along with a handful of members from Dark Python—were gathered for something far pettier but equally troublesome: sabotaging Silvia's twentieth birthday party.
(Refer to Arc 2, Chapter 81 if you forgot who Trixie was.)
They met inside Trixie's room, though "room" was far too gentle a word. The lights were shut off, curtains drawn, and the air conditioner blasted at full power, coating the room in a biting cold. Shadows clung to the walls, making the place look more like an underground chamber than a teenage girl's bedroom. The only source of light came from a burning brazier placed in the middle of the floor, its flame flickering and casting twisted shadows across everyone's faces.
When Trixie stepped forward, the firelight illuminated her expression—sharp, sinister, and far too dramatic for the situation.
"Listen up," she began.
