The Last Thunder
“Hey, Darrion-san. Can you get me some cream puff from the maid café in the southeast?”
Darrion stopped walking and turned to him, listening. The four-eyed continued calmly. “The place where, you know, Jai-san almost got stabbed?”
Darrion nodded. “I remember. Do you like cream puff? It’s not lunch time yet.”
“No, but I need some energy to replace the ones drained, because you annoyed the hell out of me.” Saburo said. Although he kept the last to himself. He was annoyed, but that doesn’t mean he could forget his manner.
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