"Explain to me what's going on." Danny asks with folded arms as we stand opposite to each other outside of the clinic.
"What's going on, eh? I don't know much more than you." I say while shrugging. And then, the both of us turn toward the cause of distress. We turn to look at the scene inside the clinic, where the doctor is arguing with the two brothers I and Adonia saw before.
"And where is Ms. Adonia, anyway?" he asks then.
"Probably doing something stupid again." I say quite frankly what I expect her to be doing, "Something like trying stop all that."
"Ah!" his surprise on hearing that dissipates within a second or two as he says, "That IS pretty stupid."
"I know, right?" I say with a disgruntled expression but,
"And we should and help her in this stupidity." Danny continues on to say, "Otherwise, we might never know what we ever have to do here."
"I know, right?" I say with even more of a disgruntled expression.
Man, this is turning pretty cliché, the type of cliché I have no interest in even making fun of. What the hell!!!
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So now that my suspicions over Danny being gay are lifted, we should probably try to find out more about Adonia. But, because my excuse for staying with her is now over, I will need to think something new.
"So, Miss …" Danny trails off voluntarily for Adonia to fill in the gap,
"I'm Adonia Evans, a traveler. It's nice to meet you, sir." She says with a pure smile, and I can guarantee you that if this gets adapted into an anime, then seeing that smile will start the NSFW fan-fiction of her, if it wouldn't have started already that is.
"I see." Anyway, Danny continues with a wider grin than before as he says, "Now you might not believe this miss, but me and my friend here …"
He purposefully stops so the doctor, his guards as well as Adonia's gaze and attention both fall on his next words and Adonia even gives a cute "Hmm?" After that, he continues on to say,
"are from the future."
Well, he is Danny after all, shouldn't have expected anything smart.
"Hahaha!!!" "Hahahaha!!!!" "Haha!!!" "Hahahaha!!!"
Four different sounds of laughter echo across the room. They are coming from the doctor, the two guards and … Danny.
"Uh," I ask while looking at Adonia, "You didn't find that funny?"
She should have. I mean, it's not like there's any reason for her to believe him.
"Was that … really a joke?" but then, she asks that with a questioning gaze while tilting her head a little. "I don't know, for some reason, I don't feel like I can just laugh it off."
Didn't know women in 1856 were so anime, but … but … that's nice.
"Iiirriiiuumm!!!" A clown says my name like a clown would and, "You alright, buddy? Feeling emotional or something there?"
"What!?" I say with an angry face, "Do I, the man with a Jotarou face, look emotional too?"
I mean, it's not like Jotarou's face ever changes no matter what emotion he is feeling so that's that. And before toxic JoJo's fans and memers start bashing the book saying, "There was that one time when his face changed …" Yeah, whatever! That one time was rat-time.
"You definitely look emotional to me." Adonia says a bit awkwardly, "Don't know who this Jotarou is but if that is how he looks, he probably is quite a soft and gentle person."
Wow! So Pure, So Flirtatious! Actually, the second part isn't even there, I just like to feel like it is.
"No, no, that's not a Jotarou face he is making at all." Danny however, being the third wheel, says, "If I were to say who he looks like at present, he looks like Luffy from One Piece when he cries."
Wait! What!? I mean, I consider being compared to Luffy a compliment but – WHEN HE CRIES? That's freaking horrible. What the hell do I look at this moment? Like a younger version of Donald Trump having a hat above him and drowning in … *cough* white fluid *cough*.
"So anyway," I immediately change the subject as I realize this conversation isn't going anywhere (not because I was getting ashamed or anything, a-alright?), "You think Danny isn't lying when he says we are from the future?"
I bring the conversation back to the topic, which is, why do her boobs look smaller than a C-Cup to me? Okay no, the topic is something else, even though that is obviously a bigger question.
"No, I don't think you're lying, although believing something like this is also quite hard." She says with a smile and,
"Then would you believe me if I said you are my wife, or to-be-wife at least?" I ask straight-forwardly. If she remembers something or there's some other kind of other force working in a way that she is being made to believe us then it is better to just go all out.
"Eh?"
"Hah!"
The doctor looks at me in disgust.
"Bloody opportunist! Guards, throw this man out of here!" while I would really like to know why you were listening with interest whenever Adonia said anything and why your attitude changes so much when you are talking to me, I while keep that to myself right now, as I have defend myself against two elephants in human skin.
"W-Wait!" before I even do anything though, Adonia puts up her hand and says, "I think … I think that too is something I'm being compelled to believe."
Hearing that, I can't help but smile. Well, I am smiling because that means that there's some connecting force here that's working in our favor and we will probably find what we need to do here soon enough because of that force.
T-There's absolutely no other reason to smile here, b-baka! No, I'm not tsundere, shut up! We have already established that the author can't write tsunderes. Now, shut up! Stop laughing! Stop meme-ing! Bloody, heartless people!
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