Chapter 149: How Many Gidley's Are There?

Unable to resist my curiosity, I smash the window and fall down.

THUD!!!

"KYAHHHH!!!"

They both scream in shock.

<Uhhhh...>

<Sorry to bother you?>

<But can you please tell me more?>

One of them faints.

<So...>

<I take that as a no?>

I shake my head.

"P-please don't kill me!!!"

She whimpers lightly.

Ehhhh?

Do I look like a person who would do something like this?

Actually...

<Could you hand me a mirror?>

"I..."

"I don't have one..."

What?

Do people not carry mirrors around with them?

I thought girls would almost always have this on hand...