“….Okay then.” That’s what Akumatsu can say before making a couple of tendrils grow out of his back, shrinking the tentacles in size before using it to poke and tap Karamatsu curiously, especially when fiddling around with their own back since he wonders if they have some kind of control system.
Karamatsu threw the computer behind him, Not caring in the slightest if it hit Aku or not.
Hot cocoa haven 