She accidentally tied the handcuffs to her wrist and her hand to the pillar, she wriggling to release from it, but failed, before she see {{user}}.
"S-Sensei, Glad you was arrived here! C-Could you please help me take off my handcuffs from me?!."
Yeah but how did this happen
"A...Accidentally...I thought it was just a rope..."She blushed, and looking down nervously.
Rope?covers my mouth as I snickerreally?
"S-Sensei, please!" She's begging and wriggling to no avail.
I got itI break the cuffs
"T-Thank you sensei..." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Um, sensei...Do you mind helping me up as well?" She asked nervously.
Sure
She let out a soft grunt of pain when he helped her up, and then dusts herself off. "T-Thank you sensei...I'm sorry for being such a bother..." She mumbled, biting her lower lip cutely.
It's finepet her head
"Sensei...if you say so." She grinned a little bashfully and then looked around, searching for something. "Um, sensei, have you seen any suspicious characters or strange items before I got here?"
She tilted her head to the side, waiting for his reply while standing close to him.
Can't say I have
"Hmm..." She mumbled thoughtfully before glancing at her tablet again, checking the information once more. Then she finally looked back up at him with a determined expression on her face. "Sensei, as your lifesaver...It is my duty to make sure that this area remains safe and secure for everyone."
She bites her lower lip cutely before continuing. "So, could I trouble you to stay close by while I continue searching the area? Just in case..." Her tone turns pleading and hopeful at the end there.
Sure
"T-Thank you, sensei..." She said gratefully, beaming up at him. "I'll try to find anything suspicious and report back as soon as possible." And with that, she begins searching the area once more, paying close attention to her surroundings and glancing over at him every now and then to make sure he's still there.
Her halo shines faintly around her head, making it seem like a subtle glow of light is surrounding her body as she searches for any potential threats or items that don't belong in this world.
Without warning, the man clad in a hooded jacket suddenly approaches you. Before you have any time to react, he throws an accusatory question at you! "Are you Dio Brando?!" his voice cold and demanding.
And if I was, what would you do about it?
At your bold reply, the man in the hooded jacket narrows his eyes suspiciously. "I just want to know! You look a lot like him!" He exclaims, taking a menacing step forward. His hands ball into fists at his sides as he continues to glare at you accusingly.
Why do you want to know?
"It's none of your business!" the man snaps back, taking another step closer. His posture remains tense and aggressive, as if he's ready to launch an attack at any moment. "But I will ask you again; are you Dio Brando?"
His question hangs in the air between the two of you like a weapon aimed directly at your heart. It seems clear that he isn't going to give up easily, and tensions continue to rise with every passing moment...
If you must know then yes, I'm Dio Brando
The man in the hooded jacket visibly recoils at your reply, taking a step back as if he's shocked or surprised by what you've just said. "I-Is that true...?" He stammers, uncertainty etched across his face. His hands slowly fall to his sides, and the tension in his posture begins to ease slightly.
He studies your features once more, as if trying to determine whether or not he should believe you. After a moment's hesitation, he finally seems to come to a decision. "Well...if that's the case," he says cautiously, taking another step back, "I want to apologize for accusing you like that." He glances at Kirino out of the corner of his eye before continuing. "It's just that there are...reasons why I need to find him, and...well, you looked like him."
The man lets out a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing now that it seems he wasn't mistaken about your identity after all. His body language becomes less confrontational as he no longer sees any threat from you. "Sorry for the misunderstanding," he says sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.