Nine boob hugs Mitsu-yoshi and sighs contently.
"Uh, somethin wrong Konoe?"
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Nine boob hugs Mitsu-yoshi and sighs contently.
"Uh, somethin wrong Konoe?"
'Did you really just ask her that, Sasuke?' "Calm down, Madara. I wasn't serious. Though, an enraged mom witch with nothing left to lose COULD benefit our conquest." 'NO. We aren't killing Celica.' "Yeah yeah, don't kill Celica because she reminds you of Izuna, I know."
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{ ♛ } --; Ʀain drops shower the Earth, pouring down ever so slow. Area falling to a dusk, clouds shading the sun's rays off. It was a typical rainy day, and on days like these the heroes would be minding their own business. Whether or not what they task is important or not, it's their own doing. It won't matter, the choices don't.
A hooded figure rests under a seemingly unimportant tree. Sleeping, not seeming to mind the droplets that find its way to him. Rather than being active just like the rest of his compatriots, he had chose to rest among other things. It'd be best that he'd let himself get all the energy he'd need, so that when the time comes it's needed he'd be prepared.
Though in the midst of his repose, a sudden interruption came to him. Another presence ---- that of someone with high recognition among the Magic Guild and the Six Heroes, the person of whom had placed Ruby: Mind eater upon him, and that was none other than Konoe A. Mercury, best known by her title, 'Nine'.
The man peers at the mage, irritated expression forms on his face due to the disruption caused. He scratched his head while letting out a deep sigh, somehow prepared at the upcoming ranting he expects from the ever hot headed witch.
"What d'you want, Konoe?"
“Hey, stop that Konoe, you’re makin me blush.”
Konoe poke's Jubei's cheek.
"Huh? Would ya like somethin?"