[Wha- Of course she reckons that’s part of the problem, if he’s just going to admit right there to being raised by a single man? Or… a door? No wonder he didn’t have any manners! Or morals!
But though she finds the phrasing odd, it isn’t so blatantly so that she can accuse him of lies or trickery, and in her drunken fluster he seems to have supplied what she demanded, which means…]
… Hayame.
[She begrudgingly supplies the same, her muscular arms crossing a bit huffily beneath her bound breasts.]
no subject
But though she finds the phrasing odd, it isn’t so blatantly so that she can accuse him of lies or trickery, and in her drunken fluster he seems to have supplied what she demanded, which means…]
… Hayame.
[She begrudgingly supplies the same, her muscular arms crossing a bit huffily beneath her bound breasts.]