It's the puzzle that he recognizes first, that familiar gleaming gold taunting him. He finds himself walking forward several steps before he recognizes that the person wearing it isn't Yugi. In fact, if he looks at her face closely...it's familiar.
That's the girl. Mazaki. The dancer and chief of optimism operations. He sighs and stops in front of her, Goomy in tow.
"...what happened to you? And Yugi, for that matter."
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It's the puzzle that he recognizes first, that familiar gleaming gold taunting him. He finds himself walking forward several steps before he recognizes that the person wearing it isn't Yugi. In fact, if he looks at her face closely...it's familiar.
That's the girl. Mazaki. The dancer and chief of optimism operations. He sighs and stops in front of her, Goomy in tow.
"...what happened to you? And Yugi, for that matter."