ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝘾𝚑ᴀ𝚒ᴺꮪᴀꮃ ┈ 𝝡𝖺n .ᐟ

some matcha! could you get a cup for me?

“ hell no. this ain't charity. ” smirk. “ i'll let you have three slices if you let me cop a feel though. ”

“ if i see you again pal、yer fuckin' dead. i'll do everything in my power to make sure of that、ya hear .ᐣ ”

“ but ... if you'll continue actin' like a fuckin' devil、i'll have no choice but to put ya down like one. ”

no sign of trickery or deception. “ okay ... nuff foolin' around. let's end this shit. ” both arms extended、barbed wires blasting forward once more、this time being directed by the fluid motion of ↘

mind within mere seconds. a cheeky smile slowly crept upon his lips. “ scratch that、i think i'd take goin' out on a date with you instead. ”

taken aback by the strange act of kindness、almost perceiving it as her playing some sort of trick. “ eh .ᐣ what's this ... ” the box lifted into his possession、giving a little shake ↘

and bruised. “ yer reaaaallllyyy startin' to piss me off now. been a minute since i fought a nuisance like you. ” ↘