Nash blinked at the way Jaz had burst open, her otaku side firing like fireworks. She was rambling, giddy, hugging the doujin to her chest as if it was sacred.
He leaned back in the bench.
Honestly... I didn't expect that... It's true that she looked shy sometimes... This could explain that... Hm... But what now?
It was quite the situation. Her system and the doujin were the ingredients for an explosive moment, but Amara was coming.
But still... Jaz had been an anomaly from the moment he met her. This giantess could be falling for him? Why should he reject that eventuality?
Screw morality, weren't this world lawless?
"Alright," he said evenly, a faint smile tugging his mouth. "Take a breath. You want to talk manga? Let's talk."
Her breath caught.
"You mean it? Like, really talk about it? Even... this?" She lifted the doujin a little, half-embarrassed, half-thrilled.
Nash nodded slowly.
