Being a senshi was ******** weird. That was kind of a given. Eurydike had encountered weird a** monsters, weird a** cats, weird a** trips to space, plenty of weird a** people, and then there was Olga. No, really. And then there was Olga.
So really, he didn't ever expect patrols to be like, normal exactly. He was some super powered salty guy who was spending time out on the streets hunting for aforementioned weirdos instead of laying next to his fiance, curled into him, nuzzling into his shoulder --
Focus Eurydike.
Anyway.
Long story short. He'd seen a lot of weird, but he kind of thought maybe he'd come across most of the weirdness that came with the whole senshi game thing. That was until he came across this guy.
"An' the ******** are you supposed to be, dude?"
(At least he was shorter than Eurydike, though. ******** finally.)
Saint Sergio
I'm so sorry for him ;-;
