def-marchâ:
âAh, I uh,â BJ stammered, his face growing hot as Uzuki came into view. Even though nothing really changed about her, aside from her lips being a tad glossier than usual, BJ still felt as if it was the prettiest sheâs ever looked. In fact, he felt so inferior compared to her and her blinding beauty. The scar the wracked half of his face felt like it burned. âIâd wait until the ends of time for youâse, miss Uzuki.â
âIt looks stunning!ââ BJ announced, a grin on his blushing face, hidden by the red bandana on his face, though the excitement was evident. âYou look stunning!â
Canât believe they expected her to stand here for a couple of hours whenever a game was in progress. Thatâs a bunch of wasted time in her opinion, but oh lucky here this guy seemed more than willing to take her place for a bit. To be fair, she did lose track of time ,but hey she came back. The guys here were definitely more than accommodating in pretty much doing what she wanted falling over the newest addition to the Reaperâs. THIS guy however had the kind of devotion that was pretty pathetic. The kind she wouldnât give the time of day.
Honestly thatâs about how she felt with the majority of men (plus she was hard to impress), BUT sheâs not one to stop anybody from being a welcome mat to wipe her designer boots on.
Heels clicked against the ground as she approached with hands behind her back. The scent of cherries did linger as blue eyes glanced up at his shrouded face.
âI know. Â Â Â Â Well, hope you didnât get too lonely then.
   SO, you can, like, go and Iâm just gonna bounce myself. Bye~bye.â
 Sheâs just gonna sashay off since there was nothing else as todayâs mission was over. That meant free time to go shopping.













