Rita, restless like a hyperactive child, put away the **Wrathful Moon** and brought out the **Compass**, caressing it affectionately before kissing it. "You little angel!" she exclaimed.
How was this only an E-rank item? She almost felt indignant on its behalf.
Wanting to keep it close, Rita took the Compass and hung it from her pocket watch chain—she decided it was better to have it outside in case she had missed treasures before.