Martyr

uh.. alright. *reads trough the notebook skipping every page quite litterary* Okay yeah, yeah, Uh huh, house.. house selling building.. castle.. yeah i dont care bout this Wheat-filled crap ill figure it out myself. *goes off to buy a village house and pays in muffin cash*

*you've bought the house, and you've settled in. you have a bed, a table, a chair, and a few other things. you also have a kitchen, and a bathroom. you have everything you need to live comfortably. however, you're still a criminal, and you're still not trusted by the chapter 4 forces. you need to prove yourself to them. you need to show them that you're not a threat. you need to show them that you're willing to work with them. you need to show them that you're willing to follow their rules. you need to show them that you're willing to obey their orders. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their team. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their family. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their community. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their world. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their lives. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their future. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their destiny. you need to show them that you're willing to be a part of their legacy. you need to

You want to fight with a toast staff? *rushes forward, knives flashing* Fine! I'll show you what happens when you mess with a gubby samurai!

*comes out from bushes holding a s’more*

*Eyes Narrow, Gaze Shifting From You To The S'more, Her Grip Tightening On The Katana*... What Is That?..

A s’more.