[center][color=92278f][h2]Heinrich Ford[/h2][/color]
[img]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/COFSGXRVAAAZyC1.jpg[/img]

[b][color=92278f]"[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DY3K7yWZbow]And another one gone, and another one gone.[/url]"[/color][/b][/center]
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[hr][i][color=92278f]Fuko da~[/color][/i]

Heinrich was a very simple man with a very simple wish: to return home and enjoy his anime, his video games, and his peace and quiet. Not unlike a certain villain from one of his favorite manga series, he preferred a nice solitude to an obnoxious social circle. However, it had already been quite clear that he would get anything but the life he dreamed of. 

[b][color=92278f]"Hmm, I guess I will."[/color][/b] Heinrich looked down on the [s]corpse[/s] unconscious body of the once-lively girl who had been cowering behind him as he acknowledged Vesta's request. It had seemed that she was too physically weak to resist the awesome power that hid behind Vesta's lips while they were curled upwards. He could not say that she was weak because of this, but rather his own body was simply much stronger than the average - especially a young woman like herself. Having confirmed she was alive by the rise and fall of her chest, Ford figured that surviving an attack like that was a feat of its own, admirable for any normal person to achieve. 

As the others continued to speak, it seemed that there was some sort of misunderstanding that had brought about this mess. Well, a different one involving the guy who appeared and suddenly attacked them. Not that this was too surprising or anything, it was just notable that the attacker had finally figured out that he was in the wrong. Probably. Hopefully. 

And then the dragon cosplayer chick collapsed. 

A sigh escaped Heinrich's lips as he felt a sudden exhaustion. This is why he didn't go out often. He had to deal with this kind of stuff. He had to deal with situations he could not account for. He had to be present near other human beings. Why? That was dumb. A computer was a lot better. He could leave situations he did not like without any reprocussions and he could enjoy his life. But not in real life. Real life was horrible. In real life, you were molested just because you happen to look like some aztec god of fitness. In real life, people wouldn't stop fawning over you for no reason, trying their damndest to be annoying. And, in real life, people hated other people, physically. And that was such a pain. 

[b][color=92278f]"Neither of you two are going to suddenly pass out as well, are you?"[/color][/b] he asked Vesta and the stranger whose name he didn't catch. It seemed he could get away with remarks like that, at the very least.