[ Oh what a sweet sword, coming all this way to help this old one out. Truly, you were a god sent.
Mikazuki, by now, had clearly figured out he was no good at this, and that riceball making was never written in the stars for him. Perhaps with a little practice though...
But first, he can't help but laugh. Much harder than last time as his attention shifts to the... whatever it was in his hands. ]
Ah ha ha! At the moment, do you not think it looks like a fish? Surely more so than a ball.
[ Attempt at making a joke: probably not that good. ]
most likely.
Mikazuki, by now, had clearly figured out he was no good at this, and that riceball making was never written in the stars for him. Perhaps with a little practice though...
But first, he can't help but laugh. Much harder than last time as his attention shifts to the... whatever it was in his hands. ]
Ah ha ha! At the moment, do you not think it looks like a fish? Surely more so than a ball.
[ Attempt at making a joke: probably not that good. ]