Mismatched orbs scrutinizing the other, the bluenette knowingly sneered in response. He was never one to trust so easily.
“Mm.. so I’m supposed to just trust you didn’t poison them? I’m not big on handouts.”
"Ahaha, no need to worry about time. I have a bag right here."
That low chuckle is only met with the same, unchanging bright smile. Byakuran makes no movement at all besides shaking the bag.
"I'm sure you have enough time to try one right now." ♪
Arching a brow, the bluenette turned to face the cheery male.
“Chocolate marshmallows you say?”
Blinking, a small smirk played across those daunting lips. His eyes falling shut, the illusionist chuckled lowly.
“Kufufu, as if I have time for such things.”
"Hey, Mukuro-kun."
There's a bag in his hand that looks like something from a vending machine, and he holds it up to show it off.
"Have you ever tried chocolate marshmallows?" ♪
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Thrusts his trident forward, fully intent on stabbing his mentee’s ridiculous hat.
“I’d appreciate it if you 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 call me that.”