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I see someone has stumbled across my profile!
Tell me, m'dear, are you in need of a coffin?
Or someone to sit and dine with, hm?
I have you know I am great company~!
I have plenty of dog biscuits for us.
Say, do you have any jokes?

Birthday: 08/14
Occupation: Mortician
Remind me to update my interests.
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-Rin said with a giggle, nuzzling into the pat-
Hm.. maybe you’re right. But I don’t know what I’d even do to get into trouble! Want to show me?
Blushing slightly she rubbed the back of her head shyly as she offered a smile.
I don't know. I've always walked a very straight line, I suppose.
I've been busy perfecting my medical ninjitsu and staying out of trouble.
Of course! I could never forget you. You’re my dearest friend.
Watching the tape measure fall to the ground with only her eyes she kept her head still as she stood up straight and tall.
"As far as I know I'm only 143 cm. So you want have to use a lot of wood to make my coffin" she said cutely.
"Oh! That would be lovely! I think you'd really enjoy it, Undertaker. And I'd love to show you around! We could visit the hot springs and try all the local foods. And I could show you the various forests and waterfalls and fields of flowers around the village".
Smiling back up at him she gingerly tucked her shoulder length mahogany hair behind her ear.
"You're fine. It's very different from what is the norm here" she admitted before blinking as he handed over the quill.
"I know you sometimes forget to eat when you work so I just wanted to make sure your snacks were readily available" she said sweetly as she held the quill gingerly between her fingers.
"Your writing utensil is also very different from ours. We use ink but write with brushes". Writing out her name she stood back and motioned down to it with a smile. "Tada. This is how you spell my name: のはらリン ".
However as he mentioned winning him over with baked goods she just blushed and rubbed the back of her head. "I just enjoy spending time with you, Undertaker. The fact that you appreciate my cooking is just a plus".
However hearing his declaration about getting home safely she gave a small nod and a forlorn look. "Thank you, Undertaker".
Following him inside she tapped her chin as she looked up at the ceiling. "Color? I didn't know they came in different colors" she admitted as she came over and drew the shape with her finger on the paper. "Our coffins are basically rectangular bottoms with round covers. Kind of like... the shape of a loaf of bread. And to answer your question, could you make mine white? And carve my name into the front lid in my native language? I can show you how to write it" she assured him as she walked over to the front of the shop.
Grabbing her box of treats she carried it over to his desk and set it on the edge out of the way of their work space.