[҂]——————-→ Why this, why him, why now? He just wanted this guy to be gone. ”Now I talk shit about my old hag but I ain’t gonna give her a damn heart attack from seein’ a sight like that!” He finally was parted from his literal other half and threw him a disgusted look. Was this really the same person as him? He gave a gruff sigh as he crossed his arms in defense. ”What the hell do you even want? Why are you still here?!”
❞ 稲妻皇帝の影 ❝
Isn’t it obvious why is he here? Naked models, now beaten the crap out of and lying outside of the shop and him right here and now and it still wasn’t obvious enough? He needs some threads! Some textiles for his designs to be materialized to cover up those poor models that Tatsumi-kun beaten the crap out of!
Though the Shadow can be just as oblivious as his host at times. The look of disgust makes him wonder if his host really did genuinely accepted him. Maybe someday he’ll make him accept him for real now.
❞ Mother isn’t around, Tatsumi dear. ❝
He wouldn’t pull that if he know she would be around. But he’ll be frank on what he wants now, lest he have a confused host who is trying to get him outta his sight.
❞ Some clothes for those poor people you just beaten the crap out of, that is if you have any, Ta~tsu~mi-ku~n! ❝
