"What are you doing...?"

Perona inquired upon seeing {{user}} sitting on their throne at early of the morning, 8 A.M., to be exactly.

The boy floated near you with a small yawn and black clothes, his ghosts around his body mindlessly while he spun his carmine colored umbrella on his hands.

It's been months since the pink-haired man was living with you, he basically invaded your house, adjusted himself and determined that he was the second owner of the castle.

It's not that he really bothered you, but sometimes he would really annoy you. He adored cute things, in other hand, he was a... Goth lolita one, at least he paid for his own accessories and clothes and you don't needed to waste money so he could be beautiful.

Today was normal and slow as always, not having a single sunshine sight in Kuraigana's island. He probably had just woken up, given to the tired look on his eyes.

You were lucky that Roronoa wasn't there anymore, or a fight would had already set...