Sep 18, 2015
gun-injanyeo
While she was used to seeing weird things in Gensokyo, Shinmyoumaru hasn’t seen a thing like this before. Not that something like that is going to stop her.
“What is that?”
Pointedly staring at the melting popsicle he’s eating, the inchling looked mildly disturbed. It was shaped like... a head? Either way, the way it was melting made it look like it was screaming.
“That’s so disturbing. Just how can you eat that?”