"You were supposed to watch where you were going! You just hit me!"
Tomoya groaned as he stood up. With effort, mind, as he was already used to have one bad arm. But the more he looked at her, the quicker his anger waned, as this girl clearly...
...well, had absolutely no experience on human world, much less Japan, by the befuddled expression on her face.
This time, Tomoya asks calmly, and... not entirely surprised by the centaur-girl's naivette in this world.
"A friend of mine is the one that makes bento boxes already waiting in libraries." Tomoya states as-a-matter-of-fact, more irritated at the fact that Centorea's plan had much more ground to it than he'd like. "Did you read that on a manga or what? You can't go around running. Somebody will get hurt."
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Tomoya groaned as he stood up. With effort, mind, as he was already used to have one bad arm. But the more he looked at her, the quicker his anger waned, as this girl clearly...
...well, had absolutely no experience on human world, much less Japan, by the befuddled expression on her face.
This time, Tomoya asks calmly, and... not entirely surprised by the centaur-girl's naivette in this world.
"A friend of mine is the one that makes bento boxes already waiting in libraries." Tomoya states as-a-matter-of-fact, more irritated at the fact that Centorea's plan had much more ground to it than he'd like. "Did you read that on a manga or what? You can't go around running. Somebody will get hurt."