The roles had been selected
"Graough... (That avatar of sin thing must be a huge annoyance...)"
Even though Claymore left two whole days ago, Zombie was still bothered by the side effects of her powers.
"What is it...?"
Cranberry put down the knife and fork and glanced at her servant curiously.
The two of them were in the dining room alone and, as always, Cranberry was having a meal and Zombie was observing her.
"Graough. (Ah, no, it's nothing, sorry for bothering you.)"
The blue undead waved his hand dismissively and grunted an apology.
"Graough. (I was just thinking that life must sucks for those with the avatar title.) Graough? (Maybe even your mother is how she is because of some side effects?)"
He added tilting his head and furrowing his brows which indicated great focus.
"..."
Cranberry gritted her teeth and took a deep breath.
"Haa... Let's see..."