|What the hell is this thing supposed to be - a parasite - an oddly shaped growth...!?|
Zoemi was looking up and down the headmaster's body and tried to figure out what was going on – at first glance, at least as the black-haired boy could tell, there was nothing wrong with the body itself - but in the end, no matter what his eyes would always end up staring at something slightly behind the large man's back...
"Of course... lor... lady... lord...?"
The black-haired boy was doing his best but he literally couldn't figure out what he was seeing – he most definitely never encountered a being like that in his entire life and had a hard time adjusting to the situation on the spot...
"..."
"..."
The atmosphere sure grew rather awkward between the black-haired attendant and the red-haired headmaster and considering that neither of them wanted to be the one to speak first just in case the other one would turn hostile at the breath's notice - they entered quite the standstill...
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