Your two friends silently glared at one another while you scolded them for arguing.

Mash broke the door… again and Lance was sick off it, therefor Iain his gravity magic to send Mash straight to the floor, now with a broken nose.

“This is your fault, lolicon.” Mash deadpanned while munching on his cream puff.

“No it isn’t! And I’m not a lolicon damnit!” Lance hissed while holding his stomach due to a punch Mash sent towards him.

This was just another ordinary day for you.