Everything she said, even the magic she presented, was a normality amid the disgust that hearing the last word caused him.

—God... —he claimed, even gaining a more defensive position after that—. I did not expect to see a servant of a God... here, Miss K...

Genial imagen

Well I'm not just..."someone" Call me "Miss K" I am a magical fox sent by a god.

-As a proof, the magical being started to float like a balloon or a dandelion seed-

Even in the midst of this chaos, someone deigned to give him a tissue; he did not believe what he was seeing.

—T ... Thank you. —He took it as a courtesy and wiped himself—. I'm surprised someone is here. (?)

- Offers him a tissue-

Are you alright? ~