Hehe, nah, not really. I was starting to get worried that you were like, lost in the sewers or something.
Oh, I assure you.
Come sewer sludge or high water, there is no getting rid of me.
I… I didn’t want it to be like this… I’m so… I’m so sorry, Orange Hotness…
I know. I know.
I’m—going to miss his butt touchers.
I’m sorry!! I’ve COMPLETELY RUINED CHRISTMAS. HAVENT I?
There is no Christmas in the ramen temple.
I was wonderin’ when you’d notice. It’s like, been awhile, Josh.
My, I hope you haven’t been counting the days or anything.
I was supposed to be looking in ALPHABET soup?
oooohhhhh that explains it.
I was sticking to princess noodles and straight ramen.
Please. forgive me.
You should have known that! I sent you my signature smoke signals—through steam. Didn’t you think to divine for omens while boiling your noodles? Honestly …
…Are you gonna…
Are you gonna have to amputate his butt-touchers?!
I am afraid that we have come down to our final resort. Soon, the booty-compulsive menace that is Neku Sakuraba
will have touched his last butt.
No but I thought you would leave me messages in my noodles.
Are you implying that you did not receive my noodlegrams?
Sora. Only the most—only the forsaken fail to perceive the wonder that is god’s alphabet soup Word! What have you been doing?
atarashi-coco-live said: *gigglesnort*
I see you over there, Coco Puffs.
THE RAMEN GOD RETURNED AND DIDN’T GIVE ANY NOTICE TO HIS LOYAL RAMEN SUBJECT?
My divine abode is structurally dependant on the conglomeration of limp, molding noodle matter. Do you think the ramen god has a phone jack hookup?