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He looked to his sides, slowly and suspiciously analysing the place.
... Nobody he knew seemed to be around. Good. After all those corrupted souls running around, the city had calmed down for now. And the Church was probably busy, although from his experience in the Holy War he had participated in, the organization was not to be trusted.
But this was not the only reason why he felt anxious. Who knew that one day, he, Waver Velvet, would have to enter a comic book store?! It felt almost too silly to be true. But if his servant really was a fictional character from Marvel, he should do his research like any good bookworm would.
After going through many shelves, wondering how did people even buy some of this stuff, he finally found some interesting volumes. To make sure to get the right thing, of course, he just started reading what seemed to be one of the newest issues. He had no idea what to look for, anyway.
"... Sent to a mental hospital?!" He shouted without thinking, not really horrified with the first american comic he'd ever read in his life, more like just imagining why did he get paired with this freak.
And of course, he attracted unwanted attention from the other customers.
"I-- Oh my god. I'm sorry," he said to the closest person. Way to embarrass yourself, Waver.
