"Hey tsurugi, guess what??" sprinkles a little tears from a magical anon all over his partner. "I now have the power to turn you into a human being for at least a day~"
"W-what? You mean it, Enomoto-sama? I’m really going to be able to be a human with you?!" For being a fairly quiet sword, the prospect was too much for him to handle, and though it was painful, a sudden stretching sensation had him on the floor as a person in front of his owner. A bright smile was turned towards him from the blue-haired young man in front of him. "H-Hi, Enomoto-sama."
"Not everybody from HOMRA is bad.." He explained, making a left turn at the train station then a right at an intersection, passing by HOMRA. "There are some people who are really easy to talk to. Take Kamamoto-san for example. He’s a great chef, and best at giving advice! Anna-chan is really sweet and sometimes clumsy…." But there are some people who gets on his nerves, like the skate boarding pip-squeak that would usually shout at him while he’s doing the groceries at a local convenience store.
"I guess not...but whenever I see that fire, it's usually for a bad reason. That's what I meant..." the sword tried to explain himself. He tried not to group everyone together, and really did only mean that the subdued red flames in the pumpkin were less harsh than the ones he had seen before. Still, the sight of the bar intrigued him, surprised it seemed quite so big. "...their domain is a lot different than ours," he mused.
