"Got it?"
The moment I gently asked them, they immediately replied in haste.
"G-g-g-g-g-god id! We gwod id!!"
I can see through their eyes that a great terror is spreading in their tiny bean paste.
How they were so foolish, so reckless and yet so powerless, how they have crossed the red line and almost died; such a terror should be engraved in their minds for as long as they live.
"Nice kids. Now then, bye"
I leave, and looking back after a few steps, I can see two things resembling horribly torn, small tomatoes on the verge of collapsing into mush; they move with odd steps while leaving spots of sticky paste, trailing off into the distance."Next time, say your requests with a proper 'please', okay?". No sooner than when I whispered to them did a bitter backlash came.
"DON'CH FUCH AWOUND SHIDDY OLD GWEEZER!!!"
From each one of those asses that have been cut open, I grab a "petal" of the blossom, twist it then pluck it off cleanly.
"YUGYAAAAA!!!!! TWORN, REIMU ISH TWORN OPENNNN!!!!!"
As I lightly touch those parts with my finger, the two yukkuri violently trembled.Were they spoilt pet yukkuri, or stupidly reckless wild ones...Well, whichever way I don't care.
"Yugieeee!!!! Hurchs! Heaby!! Shdop!!"
"Hurch-hurch!! Wryyy would you dwo shuch a thwing!!!"
Picking them up, I swiftly cut them in a dozen places with my name card, then wiggle the edge of the paper piece in their wounds. Finally, I cut open a cross on each of their bottom sides, then placed them upside-down like blooming buds.
Pain, agony, fear, disbelief, such negative emotions swirled together, and came out as piercing screams."Gibe shweech-shweechs, geezer!"
"Gibe shweech-shweechs!"
Two baby Reimu suddenly decided to jump out and mess with me on the side of the road.
One of them seems to be filled to the brim with the belief that it's the strong one, and puffs its cheeks up as it continuously rams me like a bouncing ball. I got a sight of it from perfectly above.Gibe shweech-shweechs, geezer!The other one seems to be the little sister, as it's a bit smaller. They speak with a bright tone as if they were playing, with barely a speck of fear or modesty. Their overfilling confidence that them being loved is an obvious thing since they're cute, such a confidence boils and surges.*puffs*Gibe shweech-shweechs!