𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗮𝗱 to finish the battle by killing her to confirm her defeat, but she did not know this boy and how peculiar he was. She had yet to learn about his shocking surprises and tricks he had up his sleeve.
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Masumi Arc || CHAPTER 7 : A Million Dreams And Nightmares
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"Wake up," Masumi demanded towards the sleeping violet-haired boy, who muttered incoherent words in his slumber as his shirt was flung over the end of the bed. He seemed to have a habit of undressing himself when he was unconscious. Masumi prayed that the amount of clothes in his sleep would not decrease hugely, so she would not be disgraced to ever find him in the nude once she awoke.
"Sinbad, do not make me use force to awaken you," Masumi raised her voice in attempt to snap the teenager out of his slumber. She avoided physical contact, but it seemed vocals were not enough so Masumi grabbed the pillow from the ground she slept with and whacked Sinbad with it.
The sleepy head groaned loudly and flipped on his back, letting out a monstrous yawn. As Sinbad stretched him limbs far apart, he messed up the bed even more than it was, with the blankets dangling halfway off the bed and pillows scattered across the mattress.
"Is it morning already?" Sinbad grumbled tiredly and rubbed his groggy eyes that were at still half-closed.
"Yes, and if I am to work somewhere near your street performance, I must know where it is you perform," Masumi answered, throwing his shirt at him to wear.
"Couldn't you wake me up later? It's so early," Sinbad whined, lazily dragging himself out of bed.
"The earlier we rise, the more money we can gain," Masumi replied, before leaving to retrieve their breakfast.
Once they had finished their meal and prepared themselves for the day, Sinbad led Masumi to where he usually held his street performance. A few people were already surrounding front of the building, waiting next to stairs that rose up to a higher level attached to the building where Sinbad usually stood as he announced his story. The citizens stood below the structure with eager expressions, as a few more people gathered to see Sinbad and the powers of his djinn.
"Wow, quite a few people are here already. Well, there is a job I found as a dishwasher just in this restaurant," Sinbad pointed to a building just down the street, "I managed to earn a few coins after my performance, if there was any work there for me to do. She usually doesn't need a hand, but we might get lucky today."
Masumi nodded her head and both teenagers made their way to the establishment. As soon as Sinbad walked in, a pudgy lady who's height barely made it past Masumi's hips, greeted the boy with a cheerful smile.
