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    _{—「Ｌ」Well that was the most irritating thing she could’ve said to him. Telling him he wasn’t an overlord. How rude, but them, he did deserve it. Even if he himself wouldn’t admit to it. He wouldn’t throw a punch over such stupid accusations like this, but his foot shifted dirt over in her direction, attempting to dirty her shoes. Eh, it was small, but it would simply have to do until they had reached an amount of bickering that justified body contact. “You’re ad stupid as you are flat.”}

                  _{His late words upon her comment on him, not, being an overlord. At this point, he didn’t care how rude he was, not like he did in the first place. Crimson optics narrowed upon her chest, completely disregarding how pervasive he could come off as, or how disrespectful it was. Hell if he was told it was, it would only further his ego as a demon. A little snickering preceded his lips as his foot tapped on the ground, perhaps waiting for something himself. None the less he gave off the image of it.}

                  _{“You’re calling me a child, do you think a main character could really be someone so young?” Still oblivious to the fact she probably didn’t understand terms like that, that, or it only made him seem that much more childish. Scarf extended a little in the wind, before snapping back to it’s stationary length, demonstrating that the scarf at least wasn’t normal. At least, hopefully that would display he was a little different. “Alright, tell me, how do you want me to show you respect.” Genuine curiosity rang in his voice. Depending on her answer he might comply, but it was hardly to be expected at this point.}

^{|☽❀☾|  Quite honestly, the snide comments that the male spoke of didn’t affect Sakura–not even the slightest. Sure, perhaps she may have been enlightened of them back in the past. But that never seemed to downgrade her ego so hastily. Besides, since when did she ever let anything get to her? Especially when it came to such idiocy and petty remarks as this. Optics would flicker with a hint of indifference, gloved palm sprawled beneath the base of her chin.}

        ^{“Honestly kid, your words don’t affect me one bit–try again.” Slowly; she would simply roll her eyes, her nonchalant demeanor coming pervasively exposed. Though, she couldn’t help but to blink curiously from the sudden turn of his inquiry. The idea did seem pretty fair–Sakura could give him that. After all, it would cause this foolish argument of theirs to subside and for them to even be on positive terms together. Something they both desperately needed. “Well..–” She paused briefly, rummaging her way to ponder over such a question.}

       ^{"I was thinking that maybe you could show me around, tell me where I am and without being disrespectful. Maybe.. you could even say sorry once you do so?“ Despite the fact that he probably won’t say sorry–it would still be exceptional if he set his egotistic nature aside and at least became a gentleman. But she highly doubt’s that he would do so. And it wouldn’t surprise her at all if he revealed even a shed of discourtesy. Alas, she would have to manipulate with whatever comes at hand one way or another. "So do we have a deal?” Genuine curiosity that lingered within her tone induced for nothing but a bold; toothy grin to bloom along her lips, lone hand rested upon her hip.}