138. A Grieving Loss
Attie, of course, knew what a Soul Armature was. She wasn’t in shock because he had hidden that fact from her or her people.
She was worried about her strategy because much of it hinged on "gaining his trust using my body."
And now it seemed that the demon was just an incorporeal soul in an armor. That means he couldn’t possibly enjoy her body. That wasn’t good!
How else am I going to gain his trust?! Attie stared at the Soul Armature who was trying to grab Mia’s pigtail braid.
Why else would you want me around? The question hit her hard. If not for my body, then what? Because I’m cute? Even when you already have adorable little Mia, that poised beauty Tisdale and even that bold and sexy Undine? … What am I compared to all of them?
Remember that time when we talked about the Powerpuff Girls dynamic? Tisdale is Blossom, Mia is Bubbles, Baiyi is Professor Utonium? Well, I was wondering who would be the goddamned Buttercup, and I thought it was Vidomina. Turns out it was Attie as the Buttercup of this group!...?
On a side note, I didn’t know that our dude here is a tree-hugger! Surprise, surprise. He scored some moe.
I don’t have a green thumb. I do own a very small pot cactus that looks like a pineapple, and I think it doesn’t like me. It pricked open my bag when I was bringing it home, and then every time I reached out to grab something close-by it will prick me. Then at night its fluff or pollen or whatever flew in the air and I woke up with my whole body itching all over. The shop owner who sold me this little arsehole said it started growing around last November, so I guess this cactus was just being young and prickly and disagreeable. For that, I named it Takumi, after the prickly pineapple archer in Fire Emblem Fates…