I am never eating goat again.
I mean, it's the least I could do for Yomi-san!
Now I'm sure you must all be wondering why I would suddenly be so happy about being sent on some mission when I've proven many, many times before that I honestly don't give a rat's ass about what happens to the majority of you people as long as I'm okay in the end? Well, I'll tell you why.
He didn't send Makintarou!
Yes, finally! I finally get to be away from that moronic bag of flesh! Honestly, I thought my brain was going to melt from being around him so often! What with the kitchen, a few incidents that I'd rather not discuss, and the mission to Iceland, I was going to shoot myself in the face if I had to go on another mission with him.
But I don't!
Instead I get to go with Karasu, who's rather impressive reputation precedes him, and Ruka, who I've heard of too, and a bunch of people that I don't really know or never actually met.
But I bet they're all nicer to look at than that walking embodiment of stupid! And ugly. Did I forget ugly? Yes I did.
Ruka, however, is supposed to be rather attractive, from what I heard. Which is a relief since I haven't been around another even slightly good-looking person in a long time and I'm starting to develop a phobia of both wrinkled and inappropriately thong-ed individuals.
And Karasu isn't supposed to be that bad looking either.
Well, that's it for now. I hope everyone else will be tolerable, at least, or this will be a very, very long mission for me.
Oh, and if Yomi-san has anything else he'd like me to do for him, I'd be more than happy to help. I honestly think I owe him in a way for the unbridled joy that now fills my Makintarou-less world.
Have a nice day, everybody that I can stand.