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The purple-haired girl took a step back as the three began conversing in a way that made her nervous.

Honami, to her, had gone from being furious with her to strangely manic. Her continuous mention of Japan concerned her, but when she uttered words she did not understand such as [i]otaku[/i]. It concerned her even more when Honami suggested the three of them were [i]dead[/i]. Did the green-haired girl think they were products of necromancy? When Kaito suggested they had been drugged she nearly felt it in her bones to run. Goblins to her were terrifying creatures but they were also fairly predictable. These three, in their strange clothes, were not.

[color=A887B2]“Um, who are you three, exactly? I apologize,”[/color] She paused as she gave a formal Japanese-like bow, [color=A887B2]“but, it seems your predicament is quite strange. If I did not owe you a debt for saving my life, I would probably think you mad. Isekai? Anime? Japan?”[/color]



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