he’s not jealous or anything . his hair wasn’t even that nice back when he actually had any . but still, seeing such luxurious locks kinda grinds his gears . what is this guy even doing here ? “ oi, are you lost ? ” he asks , cupping a hand slightly against his mouth as he calls over to the stranger . it’s weird to see anyone around here that isn’t trying to kill him . “ this part of city z is dangerous y’know . ” the ruined expanse of buildings definitely isn’t the friendliest looking place , and the locals are wise to steer clear of it . the last thing he needs is someone getting hurt and a whole spectacle unfolding right around the corner to his place . it’s quiet as saitama approaches , summer air pierced by the crunch of gravel beneath boots , and he opens his mouth to speak again only for a glimmer to catch his eyes . oh . those are scales . nowhere near the weirdest thing he’s seen , but definitely inhuman . “ are you another monster ? ”
What a hideous place to live. That was the serpent’s initial thought, totally ignoring the presence of man and his loud question. From the rundown buildings to the ever-present risk of monsters; although it wasn’t difficult to imagine anyone living here, it also wasn’t difficult to be glad it wasn’t them. The man had decided to come near which only slightly granted him Jör’s attention. ‘ Dangerous? Can’t imagine why, ’ Their response was soft as they watched recognition slither itself onto the face of this crusader.
‘ Mayhaps, Mayhaps not! Are you another monster? ’ A question for a question and despite its answer being obvious, the serpent simply didn’t feel like giving a straight answer.
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