Replacer EGO: 005

4. They Don't Stand a Chance against the Power of Instant Death

Name: Zero

Age: 18

Classification: Human, Living Servant

Servant Class: Foreigner

Normal speech: Like this

Whispers/Muttering: Like this

Thoughts: *Like this*

Actions I can't be bothered to narrate: *Like This*

Serious tone/Shouting: Like this

Telepathy/Phone calls: <Like this>

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Zero walked through the shopping mall with Yuki. It didn't take long before some blonde lady started to speak to them and tried to draw them into her store.

"Are you looking for something?"

Yuki: Eh?

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"Weeellllcome!! See! Look, this would definitely look good on you! And there's also~!!"

She repeatedly started getting out clothes and holding them up, to Zero and Yuki's exasperation.

In that same instance, Zero felt a gaze on him. But he chose not to let it show that he detected it.

Zero: *Stalkers, huh?... Hmph.*

???: Sorrrry! Nonaka!!!

Suddenly, Mio came out of nowhere and linked arms with Yuki.

Mio: Didn't mean to keep you waiting~.

Yuki: Huh?

Zero:

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Mio: J-Just so you know!! I just happened to see you two while I was out shopping! I mean it! I didn't follow after you or anything like that at all!

Maria: Mio-sama, if you get too agitated, it'll backfire on you.

Mio: I-I am not agitated!

She said with a blush on her face.

Zero:.....

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Yuki:...

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Yuki: Naruse-san.

Mio: W-What is it?

Yuki:... If you do not mind, would you mind helping me choose some clothes?

Mio:... Huh?

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And so that's what they did for the next hour or so. Mio looked through some clothes, and Yuki tried them on. But none of us actually care about that bullshit, especially since I'm not going to be showing what she wore because she'll never wear these clothes again.