[Kuukaku is sitting on the floor once again... but she has ledgers--some are still empty--of notes that she's been working on based on memory for the ones back home and numerous objects are spread out around her. What are the objects? None other than materials for her to make her ignition inks and half-finished fireworks and explosives she was rudely taken from due to the event.

She looks furious.

She dips her brush into the regular ink pot and resumes writing, her pipe laying on a pillow beside her and unused. What dumbass smokes near explosives anyway?!]

Stupid event... Stupid shithead Queen... Going to find the ideal launching site and build my goddamn cannon and she ain't gonna ruin it... No one disturbs me in the middle of my work!