not sure if you’re really hot or really despair-inducing, sa-chan

“Perhaps a bit of both? …May I bite your neck?”
not sure if you’re really hot or really despair-inducing, sa-chan

“Perhaps a bit of both? …May I bite your neck?”
18: My muse will now become a psychopathic killer that is on the hint for blood! But not just anyone’s blood… Your muses blood… They won’t be satisfied until your muse takes their last breathe and will destroy anyone that gets in their way

“I’ve created a lot of corpses in order to get close to you like this, Kirigiri-san…"
20: You’ve been spared a lucky glance, nothing seems to happen to my muse… They are in the clear!!!

“May I pet you, Hakuba?”

14: Well now my Muse has shrunk down back to the size of a five year old and has the mindset of one as well…

“Too tired… you carry me Heiji-niichan…"
12: My muse becomes a Neko, they will grow ears and a tail and completely disregard their human nature to become a true Neko.

Zuu zuuu zuu~
7: My muse will eat a salad, that’s it… (Only one Fandom will get this joke…)

Such a lovely restaurant!
15: Lip locking that’s all I have to say…

Mask Malfunction
“A bit, yeah, made with noodles an’ any type’a seafood ya want.”
He snorted. “If yer talkin’ ‘bout that crap in Tokyo, don’ even bother. It jus’ doesn’t compare ta what we’ve got here. Osaka’s where okonomiyaki comes from, after all! An’ it’s not just good, it’s great. Best with octopus an’ bonito, too. And a’course ya gotta get th’ batter jus’ th’ right consistency…" He paused for a moment, blushing slightly in embarrassment. This was Hakuba he was talking to, not Kudo. And if the Brit made one crack about his ‘enthusiasm…’
“Sorry.”

Blink blink.
Hakuba watched Heiji, quiet and impassive, with only bewilderment as his expression. He’d known that he was excitable, but he couldn’t recall the other detective ever quite being so… so passionate about something. Safely passionate, that is.
“Ah… no, it’s fine.” The foreign detective forced a smile, brows knitting. “It seems as though I’ve found the expert for food in Osaka.” He tried to make his smile a little broader, to show that he was fine with the exuberant display, then added: "That’s a good thing.“
And then, "Ah, with… that… said, would you.. like to come with me? I’ll treat… since you know the way."

“That depends entirely on the place. Scotch on the rocks at my favorite billiard hall… Tea at most of the cafes… With toast when… Are you asking so that you can poison my food, sir?”