[Bits of smoke and spark escapes his mouth as he lets out some air.] That isn't necessary. [He says with a bit of a hiss, seeing her inching toward the bucket. Tables can be replaced, it's fine. He'll just grip the edge of the table then, hopefully not burn through it before he finishes this.
As he continues to painfully consume the ramen. A wave of heat was emanating from him, creating some sort of strange aura around him. It appeared to be taking on some kind of shape. Flames might occasionally spark up from this aura, but it never fully manifests, whatever it was.
There might be some hissing sounds, not coming from Kazuma, but from the plant life around them. Garden snakes, coming to observe their human friend, suffering over a bowl of ramen.]
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As he continues to painfully consume the ramen. A wave of heat was emanating from him, creating some sort of strange aura around him. It appeared to be taking on some kind of shape. Flames might occasionally spark up from this aura, but it never fully manifests, whatever it was.
There might be some hissing sounds, not coming from Kazuma, but from the plant life around them. Garden snakes, coming to observe their human friend, suffering over a bowl of ramen.]