[ the snake god's eyes narrow into yellow slits as he analyzes the girl standing in front of her. weak. she is nothing but weak- but he can feel the bloodline of the snake resonating in her veins, however weakly. it must not be an accident that he was summoned here of all places, then. even though that may be the reason, it doesn't dismiss the annoyance on his face when he glances at his surroundings.
this is nothing compared to even his bedroom in the other realm.
it's either fate/ or kamisama hajimemashita
this is nothing compared to even his bedroom in the other realm.
kuroha groans. ]
What's your business with me?