That way he could get away from this scantily clad cosplayer slash self help guru and hunker down with his manga for the night... Unless some monster showed up before then.
That way he could get away from this scantily clad cosplayer slash self help guru and hunker down with his manga for the night... Unless some monster showed up before then.
"If it means that much to you, you can have the credit. He was a pushover anyways."
Not the least bit interested in getting into a verbal spar over who did what or why, he just gave it up without a fight. —
"If it means that much to you, you can have the credit. He was a pushover anyways."
Not the least bit interested in getting into a verbal spar over who did what or why, he just gave it up without a fight. —
Deducing that couldn't have been that hard. However, her pinching and poking at this cape was just a bit more than uncomfortable, so he asked the only question he could think of with the straightest, most unreadable face—
"Are you hitting on me?"
Deducing that couldn't have been that hard. However, her pinching and poking at this cape was just a bit more than uncomfortable, so he asked the only question he could think of with the straightest, most unreadable face—
"Are you hitting on me?"
If there was one thing he didn't need, it was any sort of self help or therapy, whatever it was going to be called.
"Oh cool, your hair changed back."
If there was one thing he didn't need, it was any sort of self help or therapy, whatever it was going to be called.
"Oh cool, your hair changed back."
"Well, it was nice seeing you. I better get going."
"Well, it was nice seeing you. I better get going."
"Oh hey. Did you just sit there and watch while I took care of that monster?"
Oblivious as always, he could hardly recount the last time they had —
"Oh hey. Did you just sit there and watch while I took care of that monster?"
Oblivious as always, he could hardly recount the last time they had —
A new Cosplay Cafe? Those weren't really his thing though... Maybe Genos would like it.
"So, what is it then?"
A new Cosplay Cafe? Those weren't really his thing though... Maybe Genos would like it.
"So, what is it then?"
He doesn't know what he's trying to get across, but he's getting the feeling that he's being mocked for being bald
He doesn't know what he's trying to get across, but he's getting the feeling that he's being mocked for being bald
He picked at his ear, moreso curious as to why anyone would do something like this in front of a total stranger. Stunning though? Maybe? It's not like he had a lot to go off of in reference.
He picked at his ear, moreso curious as to why anyone would do something like this in front of a total stranger. Stunning though? Maybe? It's not like he had a lot to go off of in reference.
"Come on..."
"Come on..."
A fan? Was she crazy? He just met her. Why were all the women he ran into so strange.
A fan? Was she crazy? He just met her. Why were all the women he ran into so strange.
It all went right over his head...
It all went right over his head...
In his own experience, of course. He couldn't speak for the others who seemed to have a much harder time taking care of their own monsters.
In his own experience, of course. He couldn't speak for the others who seemed to have a much harder time taking care of their own monsters.
Using only one fist, the speed of his punches created myriad after images to pelt his entire body, stepping it up in response to Garo's ability.
Using only one fist, the speed of his punches created myriad after images to pelt his entire body, stepping it up in response to Garo's ability.
Nonchalantly griping about the fact that he only saw pennies compared to some of the other —
Nonchalantly griping about the fact that he only saw pennies compared to some of the other —
He was actually going to attack him? Weaving out of the way of the first blow, clenching his gloved fist.
"Guess we're actually fighting, then?"
He propelled his fist forward, bridging the gap between them with a 𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛.
He was actually going to attack him? Weaving out of the way of the first blow, clenching his gloved fist.
"Guess we're actually fighting, then?"
He propelled his fist forward, bridging the gap between them with a 𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛.