
"I swear, one day your ideas are gonna kill us all…“

"Whoaaa…are you okay?“
The boy winced slightly upon your haggard appearance.

"Hey, it’s nice out, isn’t it? You wanna go to Lemonade Lake with me and the others?“

"–Really? Is that all you got?“

"Uh, yeah…not sure if you’d wanna do that.“

“….”

"Ah…not very sure if that’s a good idea?“


"Oh. Right. It’s Mother’s Day…“

"…Here. It’s for you…
–don’t expect a gift from me all the time, though.“


[ Incoherent grumbling. ]

“….That’s disgusting. ”

“ I’d be a pretty cool prince or king, don’t'cha think? ”