The stack of papers are sudden in how settle before him, interrupting the steady rhythm of his pen.
“Hm..?” ▇▇▇’s gaze comes running along the countless lines of text scribbled on his manuscript, and unto the drawings being handed to him.
“They’d understand one another, I think.” His eyes come to linger on the topmost illustration for a moment longer, and rise up once more to greet her face.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤʜᴀᴄʜɪᴊᴏ ᴛᴏʜʏᴀ: ꜰᴏʀɢᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟɪꜱᴛ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤꜰ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ᴛ̶ʜ̶ᴇ̶ʀ̶ɪ̶ɴ̶ᴇ̶ ̶ᴀ̶ᴜ̶ɢ̶ᴜ̶ꜱ̶ᴛ̶ᴜ̶ꜱ̶ ̶ᴀ̶ᴜ̶ʀ̶ᴏ̶ʀ̶ᴀ̶:̶ ̶ᴡ̶ɪ̶ᴛ̶ᴄ̶ʜ̶ ̶ᴏ̶ꜰ̶ ̶ᴛ̶ʜ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ᴛ̶ᴇ̶ʀ̶ɢ̶ᴏ̶ɪ̶ɴ̶ɢ̶,̶ ̶ᴅ̶ʀ̶ᴀ̶ᴍ̶ᴀ̶,̶ ̶ᴀ̶ɴ̶ᴅ̶ ̶ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤꜱ̶ᴘ̶ᴇ̶ᴄ̶ᴛ̶ᴀ̶ᴛ̶ɪ̶ɴ̶ɢ̶
“Excite me? You’ve got my stomach grumbling just thinking about it! You don’t get this big by skipping out on meals, you know..! Hihihi!
So what’d you prepare? I’ll scarf down just about anything..!”
“Still—I’ve made an honest guess! Surely that’s grounds enough for at least some sorta insight on my special gift. Ihihihi~!”


















