Exhack
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The boy in the trenchcoat shrugged and continued eating, the expression on his fine-featured face nearly being one that was kind of bored. As Asher angrily called out his detractors, he let out a small 'hmph', tracing circles in the thin mixture of curry and rice remaining on his plate. Green eyes peered over to the man and made a quiet grunt. "I believe..."
"...that at least seven of them called you a useless waste of hemosynth flesh." The Yamataian-looking person replied, scratching his head. He seemed to be slightly disinterested by the situation, and did not seem perturbed by this fact. "The others have equally bad, but mixed expressions."
He made a thin smile as he concluded this. The Itto Hei heard the voice again, this time with a a slightly odd resonant quality as it was made telepathically. "Let them be. Tomorrow, you get to play Kami-sama again." The strange ring almost made the Nito Hei's telepathic voice sound like that of a girl, even with his rough intonation.
"...that at least seven of them called you a useless waste of hemosynth flesh." The Yamataian-looking person replied, scratching his head. He seemed to be slightly disinterested by the situation, and did not seem perturbed by this fact. "The others have equally bad, but mixed expressions."
He made a thin smile as he concluded this. The Itto Hei heard the voice again, this time with a a slightly odd resonant quality as it was made telepathically. "Let them be. Tomorrow, you get to play Kami-sama again." The strange ring almost made the Nito Hei's telepathic voice sound like that of a girl, even with his rough intonation.