❝Demon problem, huh? Sounds like I could use good exercise to work off my breakfast.❞
Fist in other, he cracked his knuckles as if a fight was just another Tuesday.
❝I come from the west in Nipal. But I do like to travel once in a while and try the local confections. Japan certainly has some tasty treats and sweets.❞
He paused upon the question of his name. Oh, what a shock it would be to learn 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. A low chuckle came from his
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"You're not from around here are you? I haven't seen someone like you around here. What's your name?"
Immediately his frown dissipates and is replaced by a genuine smile of his.
throat. Should he entertain the idea?
❝You may call me Buddha.❞
The air suddenly filled with the scent of lotus flowers, and petals began to bloom around him from seemingly nowhere upon his reveal. Then... another pause.
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fangs in full. Now, it was clear why the Kakushi were terrified of this man.
❝I just figured maybe they didn't like the fact I was cooking omelets. Or maybe didn't like others smiling. Maybe it's a custom I'm not aware of?❞
❝In short, yes, it would seem that way.❞
He replied, partly confused and partly sheepish.
❝I was in the area and was feeling a bit peckish when I saw a group of people walking in and out of this place with food supplies. I offered to help in exchange for a meal.❞
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of his surroundings before crimson orbs adjust to gaze at the elephant in the room.
"So you're the one cooking the food huh?"
He didn't seem intimidated or shy at all, but appearing a lot more curious as to what the huge stranger was going about.
❝They didn't seem bothered by my size and were thankful for the help. But when I smiled and showed my teeth, they suddenly got scared of me and ran away, calling me a demon. Me? A demon? Oh, that's rich!❞
He tilted his head back and laughed, revealing a large set of
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