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“Are you trying to eat me out of house and home?” Accelerator asked of the child in front of him.
“I believe we are not at your home, so yes?” Kotaro replied, having a craving for food similar to Last Order that drove Accelerator up the wall, but there was nothing to do about it, as somehow he’d found himself in charge of another brat.
“Well,” Accelerator started to say, but then frowned. “Never mind.”
Kotaro swung his legs under the table, then started chattering away about his favorite show which seemed to be about some kind of cartoon samurai, and there seemed to be a moral compass that went with that.
“Great. Another kid to try and convince me to leave the darkness.”