[ —!! could it be! lazarus and his famous, top-notch super sleuthing (which shōyō has internally anointed with utmost care in his head, regardless of accuracy)?! shōyō thinks to himself as he splits his bent up knees to his chest sideways, allowing for a cross cross of his legs and a spot for his hands to sit into as he leans to attentively catch a front row seat to this session and produce enough favorable clues for an answer.
he’s really good at this!, he anticipates. they’ll get an answer fast. he’s even got more color to his face from it—! ]
Wha— I did! From the Chocolate Skeleton! [ that’s not it’s name. but shōyō has given it one. ] What’s it taste like—?!
they won’t stop us 😤
he’s really good at this!, he anticipates. they’ll get an answer fast. he’s even got more color to his face from it—! ]
Wha— I did! From the Chocolate Skeleton! [ that’s not it’s name. but shōyō has given it one. ] What’s it taste like—?!