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Evan 'Sunshine' Smiles

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Evan shook his head in a fast and rhythmic manner as a response to Adam's whisper. "Oh no! This cannot be...I'm absolutely positive that this is the correct place. It has to be! I've been here my whole life!" He comically panicked in fear. Dreading to learn that he worked his whole life to become a clown instead of a hero, he went through the nearby stand of brochures to get a confirmation on the organization. The sarcastic joke completely went over his head, just like the sun.

After coming to a slow realization, he let out a sigh of relief being glad that he wasn't really a clown. Although...he does wear ridiculous looking costumes all the time. His attention then shifted over to Shindo. Evan didn't mind if others call him by his real or hero name, inside or outside the organization. 

"Haiiii Shindo!~" He cheerfully responded back and returned the wave.

Overhearing the suggestion Shindo made to the homeless drunk, he was hesitant on taking the man under his wing. Sure, he wants to make a costume for him, but to teach? Unfortunately, Evan doesn't really have the qualifications to take on that kind of role. He scratched the back of his head for a moment. "Um...Sorry, but I don't think I will be a reliable teacher. Not after what happened last time I tried to explain something simple..." He then clasped his hands together enthusiastically. "But, what I can do is make the perfect costume for you!~" He spoke out to Mrs.Pickles, not wishing to go deeper into that incident he was referring to. Mainly because the Director finally made his appearance.

Evan was silent just like the others in the room as he watched the director interact with Mrs.Pickles. It was absolutely shocking when the Director announced Mrs.Pickles' promotion to S-Rank. Unlike the angry reaper, Evan clapped his hands in celebration feeling no anger or jealousy at all. "Congratulations Mrs.Pickles! Looks like whatever it is you're doing, you won't be needing our training after all!" He cheered out. He may have unintentionally rub some salt on the angry witch's wounds though.
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