[DOIWA]
"Go calm them down, Ryota, or I will turn you into a red-haired woman with a katana and hand you over to them. I wonder what they will do if they think you're her," Sakura chuckled evilly.
She knew that this was the worst possible thing to set him up with, but she didn't care. All she wanted were answers. Answers that no one in their right mind would try to lie to her about. But perhaps there was a reason for all this, no?
Ryota looked around for Sakura, or wherever the voice was coming from, his jaw slacking like he couldn't believe that this was the kind of shit he was dealing with this early. And for a moment, he wondered if he should have kept shut the entire time.
Maybe if he wasn't as loud, then perhaps he wouldn't have been singled out. This wasn't how he had intended to make it through his day but hells be damned if he dared to decline the order from his queen.
