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"Wow! Why do you have cannons in your backpack, little girl?"

*arrives* Greetings.

"A little bit of naval cannons never hurt anyone, after all."

Dante would go gaga over that stuff...

*sits down at one of the chairs*

"Why, I have 78 of them—My main battery, secondary battery and anti-aircraft automatic cannons."

I see.

My brother dante has 666 weapons in his suitcase.

Ivry quietly approached the counter. "Excuse me, is honey lemon tea served here?"
He covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed a few times.

She is somehow behind the counter. "No, but we do have sugar honey iced tea! Or as I like to say, shit!"

"...How did you even get back there?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?"

"...I think you might be a little confused, here. Given that I'm a woman."

"Eh, who cares. You all taste the same"

And you are...?

"The name's Joshy. Joshy Moshy. Pleased to meet your acquaintance!"

"...Right. And I'm Ch'en if that matters."

Ivry was bit surprised by the profanity.
"Oh, that's quite the language there, miss." He shakily said.

... Ragna The Bloodedge.

" my grandpa used to say 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, except sailors. They'll kill you and sing songs about it'"