He had never met someone with a super sensitive nose before, which caused a bit of nervousness to transpire within him. His situation of being a zombie was one he did not like to tell others, and if this stranger was able to figure out that he was basically dead it would not sit well with him.
❛Eh! A super-sniffer detective child? That’s some name you acquired.❜
{ 白; } Of course, he only used the title as what someone else had called him; if Shiro had had more worldly experience, then he might have recognised this person as a zombie, but not only was he new to humans, he was new to things that lived outside the secluded room he’d grown up in. It would take a bit of time for him to learn.
“Thank you, sir. Ah, speaking of names, you can call me Shiro.”
