Copycat (KNY x BNHA reader) [DISCONTINUED]

第38章

"Heh, totally not promoting a new crackfic here...

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—Author-sama

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"LISTEN UP!" The Sound Pillar yelled. "I AM GOD! YOU ARE TRASH! GET IT RIGHT INTO THAT SKULLS OF YOURS! SCREW IT IN THERE! IF I TELL YOU TO BECOME A MONKEY, YOU WILL BECOME A MONKEY! YOU WILL ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST TO FLATTER ME!"

The four of us deadpanned.

"I'LL SAY THIS ONE MORE TIME!" He continued. "I AM GOD!!"

We all stayed silent after Uzui's outburst.

"I thought you were American?" I raised a brow.

Zenitsu looked at me with a exasperated look.

Uzui looked mildly disgusted, but that's probably cause he has no fucking idea what America is.

If he did then his disgust is understandable.

Tanjiro raised his hand. "What exactly do you rule over as a god?"

"The John Cena Theme, probably." I muttered under my breath, which Zenitsu snorted at.

"Nice question. I have high hopes for you." Uzui praised Tanjiro, then struck a pose. "I'm the god that rules over flamboyance. The god of festivities."

Everyone went silent, processing the information.

"The fuck does flamboyance mean?" Inosuke said.

I shrugged. "I think it's a Pokémon?"

"I AM FLAMBOYANCE!" He yelled. "I AM ATTRACTIVE AND BRIGHT! FLAMBOYANT!"

"You're bald." I pointed out. "The only person who's bald that I'll ever accept is Mister Worldwide."

"I HAVE HAIR!"

"Yeah and I fucked your mom."

A third round of silence.
This time, Inosuke was the one to interrupt.

"Well, I am the king of the mountains." He said proudly. "Nice to meet you, God of Festivities."

"...what are you talking about." Uzui said. "You're disgusting."

The android sound played in the back of my mind on repeat. Somehow I was still somehow able to converse normally. Looking at him dead in the eye, I asked,

"Do you have a gun?"

"No, brat."

Damn.

The Pillar spun around on his heels. "The Wisteria house is on the way to the Flower District. We'll get prepared there."

He then disappeared quicker than my mental stability at puberty.