"Did you like Poking and Prying and Prodding at me?"
Each words is harsh, firing at Shinichi venomously, stalking towards him; movements smooth, like a cat about to pounce.
He has an ofuda in his hand, and is close enough to shove his palm flat against Shinichi's shoulder, pressing the paper firmly against him with a sadistic grin.
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"Did you like Poking and Prying and Prodding at me?"
Each words is harsh, firing at Shinichi venomously, stalking towards him; movements smooth, like a cat about to pounce.
He has an ofuda in his hand, and is close enough to shove his palm flat against Shinichi's shoulder, pressing the paper firmly against him with a sadistic grin.