Hard-Boiled Whiner

(Blue Archive Fanfic) Blackout, raised as a human weapon since childhood. With no known background, age, or even a real name, Blackout could not fathom the woman who wouldn't stop running her mouth. Why talk about food in the middle of an operation? Why ask what I’ll do when the mission ends? Why mention wanting to visit the sea if we ever get leave? The world is made of things beyond understanding: the reason I was raised here, the reason this woman is so noisy, the reason my organization vanished. And even the reason I’ve turned into a schoolgirl.