(continuinging from Yesterdiddy)
(Giggles a bit more, smirking widely with those gleaming white chompers and wagging her fluffy tail.)
Mm, I like you already. You're much less boring than most humans.
(Idly adjusts his shirt and jacket while the uncouth ladies talk, doing it with one hand as the other hand holds the parasol.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Ehehehehahaaa~! Perhaps you'll find out, who knows.
(Looks like she thinks she's all coy and mysterious, but not even the slickest motherfucker can manage that with residual meat juice on their face.)
It's likely the former, in case you're spoken for. She'd be doing a lot more, uh... sniffing were it the latter.
Rrrrrghhh, you spoilsport...
(Pout, making a distinctly canid whine.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

...130 years. On the dot. That was how long Muramasa the man lived.