I go back to watching the standoff between a crazy man and a beautiful teenager.

Out of context, my actions of just standing aside while an old man with white hair who happens to be bleeding a lot is staring intently at the teenage girl would raise some eyebrows. I mean, the least I could do is call the ambulance and especially the police.

Especially since the old man has bloodshot eyes is breathing heavily while doing so, but I don’t need to.

I mean, I WANT to, simply because only I’M allowed to breathe heavily while staring at Mikoto, but I realise that I would probably end up bleeding more than Clayman would be if I take this away from her.

I mean, despite Mikoto’s impassive expression, I can tell.

She is pissed. She is really annoyed with Clayman.

Clayman- “You can’t defeat me! I am-“

*Crunch*

A crunching sound enters his ears. He turns his head back to me.

Meanwhile, I am leaning back in Mikoto’s chair with a pack of Cheesy Dibbles, one hand holding the packet, the other hand inside the packet while I am chewing on the last of the snack in my mouth.

Clayman turns his attention back to Mikoto.

Clayman- “You can’t defeat me! I am-“

*Crunch*

I eat another one from the packet. Man, these are good.

Clayman- “You can’t-“

*Crunch*

Totally underrated, I should introduce these back in Avalon.

Clayman- “You-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Would you stop that!?”

Rimuru- “Sorry.”

Clayman sighs in frustration.

Clayman- “You can’t defeat me! I am Clayman, the-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “You can’t defeat me! I am Clay-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “I am Clayman! The Mario-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “The Marionette Master! A Demon-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “A Demon Lord! Craz-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Crazy Clown of the Mod-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Crazy Clown of the-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Crazy Clown-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Crazy-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “ARRGH! Crazy-Clown-Of-The-Moderate-Je-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Jes-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Jest-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Jester-“

*Crunch*

Clayman- “Jesters!”

*Cruuuuuuuuuuunch~*

I lick my fingers from the remaining flavour dust. I bet my mouth is covered in Cheesy Dibble powder. I’ll have to clean up later.

I crush the empty packet into a ball and throw it over my shoulder. I look up to find everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, staring at me.

I take out another packet.

Rimuru- “You guys want some?”

DJDAN

A/N: This chapter was inspired by the Penguins of Madagascar movie