@prettyxnxpink
Was this the right address? It had to be. Mr. G said it was, after all. KK sighed through his nose and knocked on the front door of the house.
Pretty Bomber... She was an idol who came from another universe to participate in the events MZD held, from what he was told. Hopefully, she was here and not running around. The quicker things could be taken care of, the better.
The door opened, but it wasn’t the bomber woman who answered it.
“Who goes there?!”
You pointed a wooden sword up at KK. Normally, the cleaner would play along, but there was a serious matter he had to get out of the way.
“I need t’ see Miss Pretty, kid. It’s important.”
You was silent for a moment, before he shut the door and took off into the living room.
“Preeetty! Some tall man’s at the door!”
