Pathetic.
That's one word to describe her. Pathetic. Oni is nothing more than an overly pathetic dream demon, why is she even still alive? She should've just commited suicide or something. Groaning the blonde, ish, banged her head on the table hard. Repeating it a few more times before jerking her head up to face the bowl shape haired bushy brow, who looked a bit confused on how he should react. Oni couldn't blame him, she's way too messed up. And insane. By choice, of course. At times.
"Are you alright, Oni-chan?" Okay, that's just pushing it. Why, oh, why does Gai have to insist on that fucking honorfic!? She wanted to scream at him to stop calling her that, at the same time bang her head on the wall or cry at a corner. Maybe grow a couple mushrooms while at it-wait what?
"No." The slitted completely gold eyed girl answered subconciously as she tried to process her thoughts. Why should she grow mushrooms? I mean, everything, and everytime, she tries to grow shit it just... Let's just say that the plant didn't exactly, well, 'live'(?)
"Am I pathetic to you, huh? Gai?" She grumbled out in a hopeful way, the spandex wearing clad made a troubled, but thoughtful, look. It made Oni expect a, possibly, blunt and honest answer from him, and just repeatedly banged her head on the table. What is she even doing with her life? The demon whined mentally.
"I, um... I'm not quite sure." Gai answered, a troubled expression plastered on his face as he held his chin with his palm. The blonde stared dumbfounded, she isn't drunk.
Right?
Yeah, no. Like, she only drinked, what? Three cups of cold coffee with icecream on top, so how the hell would she be drunk? Ugh, it's official. Oni Jikan is the most overly miserably pathetic girl in the whole village-no, the world can ask for. What is she even doing in life right now..?
