That was real talent right there. Although Kurasame was new to this beautiful art called ‘punning’, he could tell which ones are humorous in the ears and which must be discarded at once. Despite the momentary trembling of the ground and walking magmas all around them, perhaps he could get used to this kind of environment if he’s with people who knew how to classically cheer other people up.
“Perhaps we must punder what else must be done.”
So someone wanted to play that game. They were on who knows what island with no powers and forced to be buddy buddy with a demon. Her demon was literally Satan. Literally. Okay, she had to admit that being able to call on Satan was pretty fucking cool but this wasn’t the time for that or for jokes. “Woah, yeah slow down there, buddy. Already maxed my quota of puns for this week.” Daisy gave a rueful smile. “But on that note,” She stuck out her hand. “Daisy Johnson, a very annoyed and unwilling island captive.”
