"What the hell is she?" Hephaestus looked at the teenage girl opposite her and spoke those words in horror.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it." I said as I took a sip of my utterly black coffee. The bitter taste made me cringe a little but in a nice way.
Vivianne was just sipping the glass of water she had ordered. Don't know why she wants water in her system though.
"By the way, what gender are you?" I asked Vivianne.
"Hmm? Whichever one you want to call me. Water can take any shape and so can I." Vivianne didn't seem offended by the question to which I heaved a silent sigh of relief.
"Then I'll call you a he, alright?" Vivianne nodded.
"So, what are you kids doing here?" Hephaestus asked and I secretly shot her a glare.
The nerve of her to ask that question. I still haven't forgiven her. Even now, when I recall what happened earlier, I feel like crawling into a ground out of embarrassment.
