2025-06-24 01:58:37Chapter 122: The Delusions of a Proud Bubbles Ninja
Bubbles stared up into Yuna's glimmering eyes, those wide orbs brimming with innocent wonder, as though they had just glimpsed the arcane truths behind the veil of reality. Her belief in him—true belief—wrapped around his little gooey heart like a warm scarf. For the first time since he had begun proclaiming his fantastical identity, someone had finally taken him seriously.Yuna didn’t laugh. She didn’t scoff. She didn’t tilt her head sideways and mutter, “How adorable.” No. She believed. Unflinchingly. Unwaveringly. She genuinely thought Bubbles was a ninja."If you're a ninja," she gasped, leaning forward like a cat stalking divine secrets, "can you run across water like lightning? Can you vanish into smoke and leave behind a wooden log of your likeness?!"Bubbles puffed out his gelatinous chest, the surface of his goo quivering with pride. “Absolutely! I can do all that and more! My most power
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