[ She rolls her eyes at the question, and suddenly finds she has to fight the urge to grimace as the familiarity of rolling her eyes at Rinne hits like a shove to the ribcage, not quite enough to knock the wind out of her, but it does make her have to draw deep on that poke face of hers to keep her expression neutral after he asks her about pachinko. ]
Yeah maybe that's what it is. You look just like every guy in a pachinko... [ Help, she doesn't know where people play pachinko. ] Place.
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Yeah maybe that's what it is. You look just like every guy in a pachinko... [ Help, she doesn't know where people play pachinko. ] Place.