[ He'd just picked up a piece of pickle to pop into his mouth, but Fuuta pauses with his chopsticks brought half to his mouth at that, brow furrowed into a deep frown. ]
What the hell. He sounds like trash. [ An emphatic sigh before he crunches his way through the pickle, swallows, then makes sure to gesture with his chopsticks as he goes on: ] That's the problem with those religious types. Like, I've got nothing against religion in theory, but you know the people who act high and mighty about following the word of god are always the ones who don't actually do anything to help people. They're just delusional, self-important pricks in the end!
[ He steals another piece of the pickles for himself before being distracted by the scent of freshly-done rice, and wanders closer to Rin once more, basically tagging along after her with zero awareness of what he's doing. ]
Anyway, it's cool you know how to cook, even if it was because of that scumbag. My sister never got that much into it. Said it was too much trouble.
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What the hell. He sounds like trash. [ An emphatic sigh before he crunches his way through the pickle, swallows, then makes sure to gesture with his chopsticks as he goes on: ] That's the problem with those religious types. Like, I've got nothing against religion in theory, but you know the people who act high and mighty about following the word of god are always the ones who don't actually do anything to help people. They're just delusional, self-important pricks in the end!
[ He steals another piece of the pickles for himself before being distracted by the scent of freshly-done rice, and wanders closer to Rin once more, basically tagging along after her with zero awareness of what he's doing. ]
Anyway, it's cool you know how to cook, even if it was because of that scumbag. My sister never got that much into it. Said it was too much trouble.