Log: Bianchi and Miranda

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Bianchi was sitting outside the small Inn on a bench by the front drive, typing on a laptop while she waited for Hayato's new woman to arrive so Bianchi could decide how she felt about the other woman. The sun was high in the sky and the weather was actually nice. She'd had the kitchen put together a light tea, with finger foods and petite sweets. The woman had said she'd be able to find her way to this island well enough. It was only a matter of time.

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Clean and non-accidentally ripped clothes? Check. Combed hair? Check. She had even put make-up on so as not to have the usual bags under her eyes, all to impress Gokudera's sister. And Mirnada really did hope to make a good impression. After all, familial approval was a big part of being in a relationship, back in her time anyhow.

The Exorcist spotted the dark pink-purple hair, and patted her hair down once more with gloved hands. "B-Bianchi?" she called, as she approached, with a smile of course, just to be sure.