"What happened to you, mood kindred, meow?" Asked my adorable mood kindred as I banged my head on my reserved spot by the counter for the hundredth time this morning alone.
"Even I find this highly concerning..." Ryuu said as she set my beloved cup of coffee on the table. "You smacked your head on the counter twice than usual."
"What happened this time?" Mia asked, looking quite worried or so it seems.
"... I will never look at an octopus or anything with tentacles or vines in the same way again."
The horror... my eyes... I'm sorry. I should not kink shame or something but why?!
Ow, my cheeks. Freya... stop!
Syr was beside me, pinching and pulling on my left cheek for some reason.
"Mia," I said, ignoring the way my disguised boss pinched my cheek. "Can I rent a room here?"
I need to escape those idiots!
No way around it!
I don't want to wake up to random bullshit every day.
"Why?" The owner of the hostess said. Before she can react, my mood kindred suddenly
"Oh! You can bunk with me!"
Holy shit!
Allen!
Don't kill me!
I can feel your intent!
I'm an innocent marksman that just finished taking out an entire Familia for dissing Freya!
Why? Only a few people can criticize Freya and I am one of them.
Or so what the notebook Chuuni-Paisen showed me said.
Even now, Apocalypse is busy digesting everything safely for me to absorb the nutrients of what he ate.
"Fou!" The evil of humanity representing comparison jumped onto the counter and I let the adorable thing have some of my food.
Actually, after befriending him, I made it my priority to share everything with them... except my coffee.
We had a fight regarding sharing coffee during my infiltration of the dumbass Familia about coffee.
It resulted in the Familia's destruction and the filled appetite of my apocalypse.
Fou killed the deity when he decided to kick him.
Dumbass.
"No can do," Mia said, denying my request and saving my life. Thank goodness... wait.
"I'll work as a waitress... I'll cross-dress." I need to find a new place to sleep in! Please!
"Sorry, I got paid to not let you sleep in here."
I knew it.
Turning around, I gave my disguised boss the most deadpan stare I can give.
Stop smiling!
Noticing a certain brawler, I could feel a fire in my chest burn once more.
"Yo, Lunoire!" I said, raising my hand and taking a sip from my coffee. I love coffee as much as a certain black cat loves a Shota.
"What is it?" Asked the ex-bounty hunter as she carried a tray.
"You free tomorrow?" I asked and suddenly, everyone went quiet. Except for Fou. The evil of humanity took an apple from my plate and nibbled on it.
From the corner of my eye, I could see the disguised younger Gulliver brother peek his head out and lean in.
Syr/Freya was looking at me with wide eyes.
Ha! Got you!
Freya- 89, Ren the chad and awesome - 420
Oh, god. I am losing my mind.
"What?! What about me, nya?!"
I'm sorry, mood kindred...
But.
A certain black cat would probably make my life more hellish than it already is.
I want to spend some time to play (train) with you but your short stack of a brother.
Noticing something, I raised my hand, and the object, a toothpick launched from a window a road away, disintegrated.
Hah! Bitch! With my ultra OP armory, I am now a bootleg Tatsuya.
"I might be..."
"I'll cover your shift!" Boss!
Syr immediately said as she looked at Mia. Why are you so worked up over this?!
Is this because I saw your porn?!
"E- Eh?" Lunoire! Why are you red? "I... I might be free."
"Well, we can meet when you're-"
Oh, God! What the fuck Freya! Why did you stuff one of your failure dishes in my mouth?!
I'm gonna be sick!
Please don't let this end like the time I vomited in front of that green-haired elf.
It was embarrassing.
I might have vomited some on her boots.
I knew you planned it, Freya!
At least... my life is not a rom-com.
Right?
The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming.
On days like these
Wheee! I'm flying!
Twisting my body midair and landing on all fours, I looked at the smirking face of my current sparring partner, Lunoire Faust.
"Boxing... no... Street boxing." I said as I analyzed how she fought. "Interesting," Snapping my fingers and activating the special bullet that suppresses the effects of the Falna inside an area, I raised my hand and lightly tapped my right foot as I bounced it.
"Not bad, you might be a level one but you're skilled." She said with a smirk as she fixed her scarf. Her eyes narrowed as the effect hit her and she let out a bloodthirsty grin.
"You too," Rushing towards her by sliding via a boxing maneuver, I launched several right jabs aimed at her upper half. Instead of dodging, the level 4 raised her hands and caught my last jab.
"But you lack experience-eh?" Suddenly, I lashed out with my left arm and threw her over my shoulder while dropping to the knees, slamming her into the ground, hard.
"I prefer Grappling more than striking though," I said to her with a smile while offering her my hand. If I did not suppress our Falnas then she would kick my ass but if it was sealed. I need only the right moment.
And so, the traditional bi-weekly training session between Lunoire and I begun.
Wait... Freya, why are you looking at me like that? Why are you o disappointed!?
"How about you, Lyon?" I asked the elf dressed in her training clothes. "Wanna spar?"
Huh? Chloe, Lunoire, Anya? Why are you guys shaking your head? It will be fine, come on!
...
...
...
It was not fine, I got launched into the air and it has been a few minutes and I was still flying! Why does this happen to me all the time?
Crash
Boom.
"Intruder!"
"You assholes better not try poach my Ais-Tan!"
I now find myself stuck halfway through a wall in front of the elf I vomited in front of a few days ago. Green... I like it. Just make it a shade darker similar to the military uniforms my old man has and I might confess...
"Hello," I greeted as I hung with my upper body on this side of the wall. There was another elf and the sword princess was here as well.