"Pretty boy... why are you looking at me so strangely..."
"..."
Shirakawa Sawahei looked at the Black Hearted Lolita with a deep sigh and said, "I find that you're a bit like chicken ribs."
Asano Nazuki was stunned for a second, then immediately reacted, fuming with rage: "How dare you say I'm useless!"
"I didn't say that."
"That's exactly what you mean!"
"If that's what you think, I can't help it."
Perhaps feeling his words sounded strangely like those of a scumbag, Shirakawa Sawahei coughed lightly and said, "Let's not talk about it, come on, I'll treat you to a crepe."
"I don't need your charity!"
"Oh, then forget it."
"Hey! Pretty boy! You! I'll give you one more chance to ask me... the last chance! Make the most of it..."
"..."
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