Haruhara stopped kicking his foot, leaning his weight onto that leg now as he brought his trident down into his hand again–holding it loosely at his side. “What, you thinking of inviting your friends or somethin’? I mean, I won’t stop you.”

(Dark’s expression is mock-scandalized, but underneath is a clear element of mockery.)

Don’t tell Me you have no one to invite for yourself?


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