[Where did this rolling bottle of soda come from... Peko's leaning down to try to pick up the bottle that had bumped against her feet when she senses someone incoming and leaps back, narrowly avoiding being run into by this total stranger. One hand flies back over her shoulder to grab the hilt of a katana within the bag on her back.]
Hinata--?!
[No, wait, this kid is way too short. His hair had reminded her of her own protag for a moment, but... somehow, this kid seems even plainer. How is that possible...]
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Hinata--?!
[No, wait, this kid is way too short. His hair had reminded her of her own protag for a moment, but... somehow, this kid seems even plainer. How is that possible...]
No. Who are you?