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The Pun Tyrant
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Present Day- 7:34 AM
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"Huh, what do you mean by that?" I inquired with a bit of worry, whcih ominously ended our conversation as we reached the suspicious boy. I had nodded at her request to be called next time I went jogging, images of me and her jogging together on a weekend like a couple of some sort, giggling and skipping, they flooded my mind for a brief moment. Oh, Risa-same, how kind to concern yourself with my weekend worries when you sounded like you yourself had so much trouble to wake up early for your own studies!
Nonetheless, I did not stay to hear my partner's conversation with the boy, rushing into the crime scene to confirm whether the crime had been repeated. I did not find what I expected, though I should have expected what I found: A tiny little bush covering floppy sausage attached to a certain semi-fit body with a stunned, quickly reddening look on his face. Despite having been in this body for as long as I had, I sometimes still ended up forgetting that one fundamental fact about the new me:
I wasn't a guy anymore.
Logically, I shouldn't be feeling the way I was right now. I mean, I had seen many little davys in my lifetime, heck I used to own one myself, but somehow that guy's girly scream and sudden rush out of the bathroom ringed a bell in my mind that as I was now, I was not supposed to be here, in this bathroom, that I was not supposed to look around carelessly or see things like that. I glanced once with an almost half-dead stare around the bathroom, which looked in rather good conditions still, then slowly walked out of the bathroom, with [div class=redword]a beet red face[/div]. Just in time to hear Risa-sama's explanation about her ears.
So, this person was from abroad? Did they not have animal people there? How weird... I just hoped it wasn't some kind of discriminatory country, it would be a real pain in the ass to have to deal with some newcomer with "very strong ideas" about what amounted to almost 3 quarters of the student body. More importantly, however, Risa-sama's honor was at stake!
"Risa-sama's ears are not just some accessory, newcomer. They are a wonderful part of her body, just like all the others. In fact, they are top quality ears, I've touched them myself! They are fluffy and soft and super cute when they twiggle, just one of the many reasons why Risa-sama is super cute! How dare you insinuate she would have to use accessories when she is such a natural beauty? Do you call yourself a man yet you can't even tell a beautiful girl when you see one? Disgraceful. Seriously, what are boys being raised into these days?" I [div class=crossingword]crossed my arms[/div], and shook my head in disapproval.
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"Huh, what do you mean by that?" I inquired with a bit of worry, whcih ominously ended our conversation as we reached the suspicious boy. I had nodded at her request to be called next time I went jogging, images of me and her jogging together on a weekend like a couple of some sort, giggling and skipping, they flooded my mind for a brief moment. Oh, Risa-same, how kind to concern yourself with my weekend worries when you sounded like you yourself had so much trouble to wake up early for your own studies!
Nonetheless, I did not stay to hear my partner's conversation with the boy, rushing into the crime scene to confirm whether the crime had been repeated. I did not find what I expected, though I should have expected what I found: A tiny little bush covering floppy sausage attached to a certain semi-fit body with a stunned, quickly reddening look on his face. Despite having been in this body for as long as I had, I sometimes still ended up forgetting that one fundamental fact about the new me:
I wasn't a guy anymore.
Logically, I shouldn't be feeling the way I was right now. I mean, I had seen many little davys in my lifetime, heck I used to own one myself, but somehow that guy's girly scream and sudden rush out of the bathroom ringed a bell in my mind that as I was now, I was not supposed to be here, in this bathroom, that I was not supposed to look around carelessly or see things like that. I glanced once with an almost half-dead stare around the bathroom, which looked in rather good conditions still, then slowly walked out of the bathroom, with [div class=redword]a beet red face[/div]. Just in time to hear Risa-sama's explanation about her ears.
So, this person was from abroad? Did they not have animal people there? How weird... I just hoped it wasn't some kind of discriminatory country, it would be a real pain in the ass to have to deal with some newcomer with "very strong ideas" about what amounted to almost 3 quarters of the student body. More importantly, however, Risa-sama's honor was at stake!
"Risa-sama's ears are not just some accessory, newcomer. They are a wonderful part of her body, just like all the others. In fact, they are top quality ears, I've touched them myself! They are fluffy and soft and super cute when they twiggle, just one of the many reasons why Risa-sama is super cute! How dare you insinuate she would have to use accessories when she is such a natural beauty? Do you call yourself a man yet you can't even tell a beautiful girl when you see one? Disgraceful. Seriously, what are boys being raised into these days?" I [div class=crossingword]crossed my arms[/div], and shook my head in disapproval.
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Present Day- 7:34 AM
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"Huh, what do you mean by that?" I inquired with a bit of worry, whcih ominously ended our conversation as we reached the suspicious boy. I had nodded at her request to be called next time I went jogging, images of me and her jogging together on a weekend like a couple of some sort, giggling and skipping, they flooded my mind for a brief moment. Oh, Risa-same, how kind to concern yourself with my weekend worries when you sounded like you yourself had so much trouble to wake up early for your own studies!
Nonetheless, I did not stay to hear my partner's conversation with the boy, rushing into the crime scene to confirm whether the crime had been repeated. I did not find what I expected, though I should have expected what I found: A tiny little bush covering floppy sausage attached to a certain semi-fit body with a stunned, quickly reddening look on his face. Despite having been in this body for as long as I had, I sometimes still ended up forgetting that one fundamental fact about the new me:
I wasn't a guy anymore.
Logically, I shouldn't be feeling the way I was right now. I mean, I had seen many little davys in my lifetime, heck I used to own one myself, but somehow that guy's girly scream and sudden rush out of the bathroom ringed a bell in my mind that as I was now, I was not supposed to be here, in this bathroom, that I was not supposed to look around carelessly or see things like that. I glanced once with an almost half-dead stare around the bathroom, which looked in rather good conditions still, then slowly walked out of the bathroom, with [div class=redword]a beet red face[/div]. Just in time to hear Risa-sama's explanation about her ears.
So, this person was from abroad? Did they not have animal people there? How weird... I just hoped it wasn't some kind of discriminatory country, it would be a real pain in the ass to have to deal with some newcomer with "very strong ideas" about what amounted to almost 3 quarters of the student body. More importantly, however, Risa-sama's honor was at stake!
"Risa-sama's ears are not just some accessory, newcomer. They are a wonderful part of her body, just like all the others. In fact, they are top quality ears, I've touched them myself! They are fluffy and soft and super cute when they twiggle, just one of the many reasons why Risa-sama is super cute! How dare you insinuate she would have to use accessories when she is such a natural beauty? Do you call yourself a man yet you can't even tell a beautiful girl when you see one? Disgraceful. Seriously, what are boys being raised into these days?" I [div class=crossingword]crossed my arms[/div], and shook my head in disapproval.
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"Huh, what do you mean by that?" I inquired with a bit of worry, whcih ominously ended our conversation as we reached the suspicious boy. I had nodded at her request to be called next time I went jogging, images of me and her jogging together on a weekend like a couple of some sort, giggling and skipping, they flooded my mind for a brief moment. Oh, Risa-same, how kind to concern yourself with my weekend worries when you sounded like you yourself had so much trouble to wake up early for your own studies!
Nonetheless, I did not stay to hear my partner's conversation with the boy, rushing into the crime scene to confirm whether the crime had been repeated. I did not find what I expected, though I should have expected what I found: A tiny little bush covering floppy sausage attached to a certain semi-fit body with a stunned, quickly reddening look on his face. Despite having been in this body for as long as I had, I sometimes still ended up forgetting that one fundamental fact about the new me:
I wasn't a guy anymore.
Logically, I shouldn't be feeling the way I was right now. I mean, I had seen many little davys in my lifetime, heck I used to own one myself, but somehow that guy's girly scream and sudden rush out of the bathroom ringed a bell in my mind that as I was now, I was not supposed to be here, in this bathroom, that I was not supposed to look around carelessly or see things like that. I glanced once with an almost half-dead stare around the bathroom, which looked in rather good conditions still, then slowly walked out of the bathroom, with [div class=redword]a beet red face[/div]. Just in time to hear Risa-sama's explanation about her ears.
So, this person was from abroad? Did they not have animal people there? How weird... I just hoped it wasn't some kind of discriminatory country, it would be a real pain in the ass to have to deal with some newcomer with "very strong ideas" about what amounted to almost 3 quarters of the student body. More importantly, however, Risa-sama's honor was at stake!
"Risa-sama's ears are not just some accessory, newcomer. They are a wonderful part of her body, just like all the others. In fact, they are top quality ears, I've touched them myself! They are fluffy and soft and super cute when they twiggle, just one of the many reasons why Risa-sama is super cute! How dare you insinuate she would have to use accessories when she is such a natural beauty? Do you call yourself a man yet you can't even tell a beautiful girl when you see one? Disgraceful. Seriously, what are boys being raised into these days?" I [div class=crossingword]crossed my arms[/div], and shook my head in disapproval.
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