[Bulleta waves her hand as though dismissing the topic, an embarassed look on her face.]

Goodness me, that's a very personal question to ask a girl you just met~ ♥ Tehee.

[...She says, as though her contract isn't for something entirely impersonal. She snatches the haniwa and puts it in the wicker basket hanging from her arm.]

I'm not giving up my freedom, though. As a hunter, I'm used to working on contract. This is just another means to an end.