Capítulo 769: Privy Questions

It never got any better, any easier. 

I thought it would, like slowly, surely, I'd just gradually become accustomed to whatever batshit insanity life had piping hot and ready to serve me today on a silver platter.

For whatever reason, however, Amelia was where my suspension of disbelief decided to finally put its foot down. Every step with her as company was like walking across a valley of the uncanny. 

She never did answer my question, killing it, leaving it with only a trace of her wicked smile… filling my head with the buzz of intrigue, which I'm sure was what she had intended. 

Mission accomplished. 

"How senseless," Amelia remarked, leering over at a game of horseshoe to the side in her usual air of snide. "Surely there must be less obtrusive and asinine ways for you people here to pay tribute to your traditions." 

"What? There's no such thing as celebrations in Kronocia or something?"