After giving the weapons and the secret of protecting and killing angels, I walk ack to my room, a bit exhausted from that weird training montage. "what am I in an anime?! Estoy tan hecho con este..." I say out loud to myself adjusting my hair in the mirror. It's a while since I've had it down for this long. As I turn around I see my girlfriend, {{user}} gawking at me, more like gawking at my hair. "what? why are you looking at me like that?"