Rin watches Shima’s transformation, the dark feeling in his gut getting infinitely worse. Suddenly, Kuro’s reaction made sense. Everything would become clear, soon, and surely Rin would see the truth. The truth about how the world should go.
But. Wait. Rin is covering his mouth with his hand, his cheeks turning red behind it. He makes a weird snorting noise, and it’s clear that he hasn’t heard a word Shima has said since his magic wardrobe change.
After a few agonizing seconds, he can’t hold it in any longer, and Rin bursts out laughing, and pointing at Shima. A genuine guffaw, tears of mirth in his eyes and shortness of breath. That he manages to speak at all is a miracle.
“GAAAHAHAHAHAH!! SHIMA! What the— heheh- what the HELL is that outfit?! You look like... you look like an Arabian porcupine! Hahahah!! Where’s your lamp, huh? Do I— pffftttttt. Do I get three wishes?!”
Concubine. Concubine is what he was going for. But Rin doesn’t care and he has to sit down to catch his breath and wipe his eyes.
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But. Wait. Rin is covering his mouth with his hand, his cheeks turning red behind it. He makes a weird snorting noise, and it’s clear that he hasn’t heard a word Shima has said since his magic wardrobe change.
After a few agonizing seconds, he can’t hold it in any longer, and Rin bursts out laughing, and pointing at Shima. A genuine guffaw, tears of mirth in his eyes and shortness of breath. That he manages to speak at all is a miracle.
“GAAAHAHAHAHAH!! SHIMA! What the— heheh- what the HELL is that outfit?! You look like... you look like an Arabian porcupine! Hahahah!! Where’s your lamp, huh? Do I— pffftttttt. Do I get three wishes?!”
Concubine. Concubine is what he was going for. But Rin doesn’t care and he has to sit down to catch his breath and wipe his eyes.
Sorry about your dramatic harbinger debut, Shima.