❝ your name is nyuu? that’s…
pretty funny, to be honest. ❞
[ the wielder said, trying his best to don’t seem rude. it wasn’t his intention,
anyways. but certainly, if donald heard him saying something like that, he’d
literally freak out and spend hours complaining about his education, saying
he needed to be more formal, blah-blah-blah, etc. old times, old times. good
memories to remember, not to live. but hey… was that curiosity that he was
seeing in her red eyes? and she was pointing to his hair too… oh! sure, she
had horns and a pink hair, but she certainly wasn’t used to see a spiky-haired
brunet wish baggy pants and clown shoes. heck, it was hard to be unobtrusive
with that style. ]
❝ huh? oh! you liked my h a i r?
it’s pretty cool, right? ❞
[ it was pretty obvious that the girl couldn’t talk much, or at least, was
what he supposed. but well, he got enough experience to know how to
deal with those kinds of situations, incredible or not, tarzan was worst.
the hero sometimes needed to punch on his own chest to make the wild
man from the jungle understand! at least she could speak a little, and
it would be a great help. ]
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