#ichimi

From the upcoming chapter...

Jiro’s face was full of empathy as she laid a hand on Lisette’s shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. “We know you’re not stupid. Besides – you’re not even from here, right? So how are you supposed to know about ghouls, anyway? I mean – do those things even exist anywhere except here?” She snorted and rolled her eyes, throwing a quick glance at her two brothers.

I really loved Magi Hera Icchi, I want to see more of her in the future 💜

Osomi, almost instantly, says "Umaibo and anything apple, baby!"

Jyuushimi, shortly after, rattles off everything from neri ame to Big League Chew, counting off on more fingers than she should probably have.

"Hold on," Choromi says, "we can't be that easily won over, right? Our hearts for snacks?"

Karami nods. "It's true, one's heart shouldn't be bought so easily." There's a glint on the sunglasses she's wearing inside for absolutely no reason. "That is why I won't settle for any less effort than an off the menu fruit parfait."

Todomi scoots over to her sister with her phone. "You get it! Exclusivity is important, we take effort. Look at these crepes, look at the heart chocolates in it!"

"That's so cute?"

"I know?"

Choromi is struck with a sense of unease. She'll have to rely on Ichimi to back her up. She never can tell what's going on behind those dead, tired eyes. Will she crack a joke? Will she be reasonable? She leans into her sister's field of sight. "I... Ichimi?"

Ichimi, loafed on the floor like a kitty, looks at her older sister, and says one simple phrase.

"Do they have danishes?"