Hideaway Strath I was nineteen in a white dress

Tsunari scoffed, soon finding she held some form of pity for the man. How exhausting it must have been for him to act like the rear of a filthy swine, always excreting droplets of absolute bullshit all day long.
At least you have the decency to use your words, The woman drawled, lips curling with an impatient snare.
If he is so busy, then take me to whoever your Meishu is. I want to see just who it is my brother has fallen at the heel. For as long as she could remember, her brother had never been keen, nor eager to fall in line with another. He was a solo runner and always had been. But time had passed. Had he really changed so much since she last him?