but I have a question that’s been bugging me since I met you. May I?
– Yeah, go ahead.
– How do you remove with your fingers the web, the strength of which allows you to stop bullets and, as you say, fix limbs in fractures?
– No way! Mitsu lets me do it. It’s like he’s in constant control of all the coverings on me, and when I start tearing at my webs, he loosens those places. I don’t know how to explain it scientifically, but I think it’s about the protein that makes up the web. It’s like the spider is changing its molecular structure. Or degrades some component that binds the protein. But the web always comes off easily and flushes down the toilet just as easily.
– Wow! Doesn’t he get jealous of your men?
– Ooh! This is a special case! Mitsu realizes that my partner would be at least embarrassed if he found a spider on him or me during sex. So he leaves me, climbs onto the tallest furniture in the room, and quietly observes. And when a man begins to show dominant intentions, he lifts his butt in preparation to jump.
– И? Keep going! Have you ever jumped?
– Niiiii, no? Not once! – Tamura was clearly lying. – If I let that happen, how many handsome men would die an agonizing death, writhing in pain from painful shock. Though I really, really want to see it sometimes.
– I’ll pretend to believe you,» Eira tried to be serious. – And all your partners are alive and well. You know, let’s drink to your great gift! – she filled the glasses under the questioning look of the birthday girl. – Never, under any circumstances, never be discouraged! I’m serious now. I often envy you. You’re always bellowing like a wheezing horse, making jokes in any most hopeless situation. And most of all, your inability to see the evil in people. It’s a gift I envy terribly. Sometimes I look at some sectarian scum, my eyes bleed, and only my position does not allow me to burn him alive. It’s hard to live with that. But you’re not! You’re different! You even kill them out of curiosity or for fun, as the severed head will roll down the stairs, or whether the shoulder will fountain blood. As paradoxical as it sounds, you’re the kindest witch I know. And, in terms of forbidden theology, it turns out you’re a saint if sin is a thought. Well, sinless, at least. You don’t meet men like that, and it’s a unique quality among women. And the main thing is that you’re not afraid of death.
– I’ve died so many times!
– Come on, cheers! Oh, I’m out of champagne. I’ll try to find another bottle.
– No need, – replied Tamura. – I have some Ledum, – she took out a copper five-hundred-gram flask. – I took it out in the winter. I insisted on herbs for six months, so you can try it now. You don’t need to drink it.
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