(Your POV)
I began walking after a while of running to catch my breath, and for the record, PE is nowhere near my best subject. I placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath, it was all quiet until I heard the space quake alarm go off. I groaned out loud and texted my 'brothers in arms' to ask them what I should do, and Kirumi sent me a location and the world's 'go get her tiger'. If I thought my allies were useless originally, I don't know what I think they are now. Despite this, I looked at my phone to see the location and noticed that the spirit was actually <Princess> and she was somewhere in the school. What are the odds?I ran towards the classroom that the girl was supposedly in, but I decided to write some enchantments in kanji on my arm before going inside. I used Amaterasu to write "映" and "迅" on my arms, I then covered the kanji using my sleeves before continuing. I then reached the door where <Princess> supposedly was, and I took a breath in before opening the door. I didn't expect a warm welcome, but a giant sword to the throat wasn't too far off.
"Wow, rude." I huffed in annoyance at <Princess>, who was glaring at me while also pointing her sword at me. "I don't recall trying to kill you yesterday, and yet you still post your sword at me. Oh the humanity~."
"What are you doing here?" <Princess> asked in a cold voice, I looked into her eyes to get a basic idea of what she was feeling, and I saw unbiased cold mixed in with fear and confusion.
"I wanted to see you, Dumb-Dumb." I crossed my arms and smirked, followed by the girl lowering her sword from my throat, allowing me to take a breath in relief. "In all seriousness, you really don't have a name aside from <Princess>?"
"I don't have a name in general, that word you call me is just a label." The girl says in a monotone voice, geez she must be miserable. "I see why you make such a big deal out of names."
"I honestly can't stress the significance of names enough." I calmly said before walking to a somewhat damaged white board. "If a girl was a princess of the sun, we'd name her Taiyohime. That was more of an obvious example, but names basically give you an idea of who the person is."
"Well If they're so important to you, then you can give me a name." The girl suggested, making me smirk before grabbing a piece of chalk and starting to write. "Say, (Y/N), you called yourself a painter, what is that?"
"Someone who makes beautiful works of art with this thing called a paintbrush." I showed the girl Amaterasu, causing the girl to walk closer to me and curiously examine it. "By the way, never EVER touch my paintbrush."
"Why not?" The girl asked with curious eyes that were so full of wonder and curiosity, I almost found it hard to believe that she was trying to kill me earlier.
"My paint brush, Amaterasu, is almost alive and it's very picky about who she chooses to listen to." I informed the girl before putting my relic in my pocket. "If she sees someone as unworthy, she'll wait 30 minutes and either turn you into a horrifying monster of ink, devour your soul, possess you, or force you to watch Boku no Pico. Hopefully not the last one."
"So what are you writing?" The girl asks as she eyed the chalkboard, which now had the name 'Tonka' written on it.
"Well it's my idea for a name." I informed the girl, who simply glared at the name then at me, like she was about to strangle me. "You could just say your opinion."
"It sounds like you're mocking me." <Princess> commented, making me look at the name, which didn't seem that bad, but I can see where the girl was coming from.
"Okay, but how about this?" I erased the 'N' from 'Tonka' and replaced it with an 'H', making it 'Tohka'. "Tohka, you know, I hate to toot my own horn, but I think that name fits you well."
YOU ARE READING
Paint a Live (Date a Live x Male reader x Danganronpa V3)
Hayran KurguYou're just an average guy who wants to paint whatever comes to mind, life was peaceful until the day you came across a certain princess. Now your life is chaotic, so what will you do? Will you rise to the challenge or hide in your room? (Disclaimer...