- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"..."
Len nodded silently in response to Minato's question, seemingly grateful for his gesture. Still, it seemed like she wasn't up for fast running again, at least not for a small while.
Looking up, the two of them would be able to detect a nearby vending machine and bench, to which Len would stroll towards the former of the two excitedly, hoping that there would be a good snack...
... only to find that someone had beat her to the punch.
As quickly as it had appeared, Len's wide-eyed excitement would be replaced by even more dejection, as it would turn out upon closer inspection that the vending machine had been tampered with earlier. The glass on the front of it had been shattered, as though it were hit with something sturdy, and every single one snack was missing from inside. Evidently, whoever broke this vending machine was really hungry.
Still, hanging on one of the remaining shards of glass, a piece of blue cloth was able to be found. Blue was the color of the Misaki Town school uniform jacket, and it wasn't too difficult to piece two and two together...
@The Tactician
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