How long are you planning on sitting here and reading this book? You've been here for hours just reading and drining tea... The sweet, girlish voice in his head would comment again. He had heard the voice in his head for quite some time now and she atleast told him that she was some sort of human - as she claimed - that got sealed inside the old book he had found. He had been unable to read the book, not a language he had seen before, but what was written inside didn't seem as important as the girl sealed into it. He didn't know if there was a way to get rid of that annoying voice, but if so he hadn't figured it out yet. Ever since he had relied on using the book to help him he was stuck with her and even when he tried to leave the book at home she was with him, with him having a growing desire to get the book back whenever sepperated. His guess was that he had been cursed or maybe some sort of posessed, athough he felt mostly like usual. It was hard to explain, but he seemed to have a lot more chakra to his disposal, which in turn felt different. The worst part of all of this was not even the voice in his head though, which at this point he wouldn't be able to forget even if he got rid of it - eidetic mind, yay. No the worst part was that he had to constantly keep his chakra in control and surpress it. Yet even then he had an Aura that could make others uncomfortable, while not regulating it at all even made some weaker people feel sick, like getting slight nausea or a headache. Now whenever he was minding his own business, that annoying brat was in his head trying to suggest him something else to do. Yes brat fit the description, she acted like a spoiled rich kid, but the difficult part was figuring out what she really wanted. While she did both help and curse him, she seemed to skirt around the topic of what her goal was, which in return made him not tell her what his true thoughts were - quite compicated really, both were trying to figure out each other. But it think I chose the right friend, you are really smart aren't you? And there she went again, now would have been the time to put her on break - if that was an option that is. I am not your friend. He answered her trying to stick to this book about tea country while ignoring the intelligence question, she knew he was really smart, she was just trying to get him to spill anything about himself. Hey hey, explain that line number three to me, why would they do that? He kept his smile that was always perfectly on his face at all times and ignored her as he kept reading. He was sure once he was used to it he could ignore it, but the questions kept coming until the question Can you describe to me how your tea tastes? Which might have even been an honest question, as unfitting as it was at that moment, but it send him over the edge with him jumping up from his chair and slamming both hands down on the table infront of him, tipping his tea cup over - luckily not on the book. He already attracted looks from those around him in the little cafe, but he also had to audibly growl behind gritted teeth, "Shut up for just a moment wil you?" The voice in his head was already quiet though, although he could have sworn there was a small giggle there somewhere.
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