I remained silent for a few seconds, taken aback by the man's audacity in entering my tent.
What a shameless bastard...
But I smiled ironically as I spoke, not caring about that.
"... Did you have fun?"
My question was simple, but for the first time, I saw his expression become difficult.
"Well, I can't say I didn't... But that's not the problem."
He sighed before sitting down on the floor, using one of his legs to support his only arm. His one eye stared at me before he smiled.
"Damn, you're so petty... I didn't know you were so childish, Bianca."
"Oh, I don't remember it being me who sold a product with a lot of potential yesterday, only to say it was broken, did I?"
I asked, offering him a glass. I was probably smiling, whether I wanted to or not. When was the last time I had such fun interactions?
Despite that, I was really pissed off inside. I liked your boldness yesterday, but I would have loved it even more if it hadn't been with me.
"... Why is mine purple?"
Your expression when you picked up your glass was really funny.
"It's nothing... Just basilisk poison."
I said, amused to see him spit it out right away...
"Wait... It's good..."
Of course, I didn't stay that way for long. The bastard took another sip — savoring it, before drinking the rest...
He did say he was crazy.
"So, can I defend myself about that now?"
"... Yes?"
... I stared at his neck for a few moments...
Was he okay?
What a disappointment...
Did I really hire this crazy guy? Well, I don't think he'll die from it, so whatever.
Maybe I'll feel a little bad if he ends up dying...
But what fault is it of mine?
Anyway.
"What kind of crap are you talking about?"
I asked, without really paying attention to what he was saying before.
"... That's your problem. You don't pay attention, and then you want to slander me, saying I cheated you."
He shook his head in disappointment, about to click his tongue, until I threw the glass at him...
I missed on purpose, but it was enough.
"... Damn it, Bianquinha... That was unnecessary. You have to control your temper. Anyway, I was just saying, as I had said before, that I can't use mana, but how is it my fault that you're inattentive? So why are you blaming me for reminding you of that information yesterday? You should thank me.
... Ah, women. One slanders me, and the other used me..."
... Son of a bitch... He even had the audacity to wipe away that crocodile tear.
Sigh...
"Fine. Fine. There's no point in arguing with a bastard like you. I'll just get unnecessarily angry... So, what was all that yelling about yesterday? Wasn't that what you wanted?"
I really wanted to know the exact reason why he couldn't use mana at the moment, but since I already had a general idea, I asked about something else. He could tell me about it later anyway.
"Weren't you the one who was like a dog in heat, chasing after Lydia? How did you go from being a disgusting pervert to running away from her?"
Massaging his forehead, he sighed...
"Damn... You have no idea."
He seemed to want to laugh, but it wasn't out of joy.
"That girl is crazy... I've never seen such a huge red flag...
She's nothing but a fetishist slut behind that pure little face... Insane."
... Huh?
Lydia?
"So that's why you shouted something about dark romances yesterday? That's pretty..."
My expression must have looked strange as I put my hand to my mouth... That...
Now I understood why I felt strange about Lydia. Really crazy...
A girl like that, having that kind of fantasy? But there was something strange...
I looked at Lucca for a moment. From top to bottom.
"But why you? I don't think I need to say that you and that kind of fetish aren't exactly a good match."
... Isn't the whole point of that kind of fetish that the guy is handsome?
"... That's not nice, but you're right. The thing is, Lydia... prefers ugly guys. I have no idea what's going on in her disturbed mind. It was a struggle to get her to let me go here."
Despite everything, I smiled at his expression, then shrugged.
"Well, that's your problem. I understand what you want, but isn't it something for you anyway? How many guys wouldn't want a girl obsessed with them?"
It's not like I'm going to interact with Lydia after this operation is over, so I really wasn't worried.
"That's the point. I'm not one of those guys. I've already had a hard time admitting my toxic relationship with my own life, and now this? It's just crazy, not to mention that I don't feel anything for her."
"Wow, and here I was thinking it was love at first sight, so it really was just lust."
Well, he's not wrong. Relationships like that aren't meant to work out... Not without being something very twisted...
"So why don't you kill her? She's no big deal, you know? She's not part of any guild or has any relevant family history."
"Dude... Calm down, Bianquinha. I know you're jealous, but seriously? That's your advice? How extreme."
... Really, but so what? It's just an option anyway, and your expression was really good with the suggestion, hehe.
"So, what are you going to do?"
"I'll see how it goes for now... I got carried away too. I have to know if she's pregnant or not... Especially since she seems to want it too. It was disturbing to hear her whispering about pregnancy."
"Good for you, daddy of the year."
"Dude... Don't tease me."
I was really enjoying your reactions, but.
"Enough. In a little while, the train that will take us away will arrive, so stop walking around naked and ask someone for some clothes."
"... Now that you mention it? How naughty."
... I watched him leave...
While my teeth gnashed behind my smile.
That damn...