Chips Pt. 7
Oshy calls Nanami to do damage control.
If there is one word that describes him, it’s pathetic, read one of the latest comments on Oshy’s latest video.
“That’s not even fair,” Oshy complained, popping the heart shaped lollipop out of his mouth to gesture at the screen.
Nanami swatted his hand. “Shut up, you are a colossal idiot.”
Oshy, who was used to Nanami’s attitude, retracted his hand and stuck the lollipop back in his mouth, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting.
“I didn’t even say anything that was wrong…” Oshy whined.
Nanami turned to glare at Oshy, his yellow eyes communicating a clear warning: Shut up or else.
Oshy didn’t need to guess what the or else was. Nanami could be pretty vicious when irritated.
Nanami, who’d turned back to the computer, immediately started composing a public relations statement for Oshy.
“You really are just too stupid to be on the internet. Don’t call me about this again.”
Nanami always said that, but Oshy was always able to call him over to do damage control. He just didn’t know how long Nanami would tolerate assisting him before that “or else” would come for him.