8mi Chapter 11 - 11- Yoga?
Chapter 11 - 11- Yoga?
Chapter 11: Chapter 11- Yoga?'She is just threatening to turn me into a corpse,' I replied blankly while my eyes were closed, trying to think of a way to deal with this woman who was glued to my skin and was now sticking to my opportunities too.
[What? In front of me, even gods can't threaten my Hos—]
:: How can you be so dense? Don't you understand he's not Kyle—kyaaaah! ::
Like hell I was going to let her ruin such a golden opportunity. I shook my head so vigorously I practically invented a new form of yoga.
If my neck snapped today, so be it—there was no way I was letting her get a single word in.
I launched into every yoga pose and acrobatic move I could think of, determined to shut her up.
First up: Sirsasana—the headstand.
'Leave her, System, initiate bond formation.'
[As you command, Host.]
[System_Initialize]
[Scan_Host:
After all, Leon wasn't just born in an orphanage; he also had parents somewhere.
[ But, why change your name? ]
'.....'
:: Because he is not Kyle, you idiot ::
[....Check yourself with a psychiatrist, woman. ]