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"You have no manners? Then you really click with me," Sparkle said, staring at Sol in amazement, as if she had discovered a brand-new continent.
What a coincidence—those were exactly the words she had wanted to say.
Because she didn't have any manners either!
"Tch. I'm a decent person. I'm nothing like you," Sol scoffed, absolutely refusing to acknowledge Sparkle's claim.
Although his sense of shame had long since become that of a random passerby, compared to Sparkle, he was still far behind.
After all, Sparkle had the guts to turn Futa, while he had absolutely no desire to become a trap.
Sol's expression turned serious as he looked at Sparkle. "Now explain why you came looking for me."
"I just came to look for fun," Sparkle said innocently. "Where there's fun, there's Lady Sparkle."
She spoke with a pitiful look. "I just saw that this client of mine was being bullied by you, so I came over specially to bully her together."
What exactly was fun?
That was a profound question—one even Lady Sparkle couldn't fully answer.
When the proud are forced into servitude, when those accustomed to wealth suddenly fall into poverty, watching the violent swings of their emotions from the sidelines—that, too, was a form of fun.
A notorious Stellaron Hunter being trained like a puppy—how could that not be entertaining?
"You!"
Silver Wolf ground her teeth in fury.
She had long known the absurd nature of the Masked Fools, but she couldn't tolerate this even a little.
Coming specifically to tease her, the client—was that even reasonable?!
"So, you're saying you deliberately came to bother me just to satisfy your craving for fun?" Sol narrowed his eyes, his tone faintly dangerous.
"Ehehe~"
Sparkle tilted her head and blinked mischievously.
That's exactly it!
As long as she was having fun, why should she care about anyone else's feelings?
"If you can't offer compensation that satisfies me," Sol said flatly, locking eyes with her red pupils, "I wouldn't mind keeping one more pet."
"Heehee," Sparkle giggled. "Aren't you afraid you'll get eye cancer?"
"If a poisoned cup isn't a cup, then what is it?" Sol replied calmly. "I'll find a way to detox it sooner or later."
He wasn't afraid of trouble.
She was nothing more than an ordinary JK relying on Path power.
Once he figured out how to set up an anti-magic domain, little Sparkle would be nothing but embers.
"So scary, I'm scared~" Sparkle hugged her chest, acting pitiful. "As compensation, you can punch me twice to vent your anger."
"Alright."
Sol swung his arm back, winding up for a "Serious Punch" to teach Sparkle a proper lesson.
No way, no way—did someone seriously think he was the kind of simp who wouldn't hit a woman?
Sol's blade didn't strike the elderly or the young, but he'd never said it wouldn't strike women. Besides, Sparkle wouldn't die.
"Wait!"
Sparkle grabbed Sol's fist with both hands and said earnestly, "I'm so pretty—deep down you know you can't bring yourself to hit me."
"I've already decided how you'll land," Sol replied expressionlessly.
"Such a joke," Sparkle said with a grin, glancing at him. "How about this—you curse at me a bit to cool off?"
"You bit—"
Sol's mouth opened and closed, about to load the Boothill voice pack.
A slender, fair finger pressed against his lips as Sparkle beamed brightly. "I knew you couldn't say it!"
"???"
Sol was shocked again. How could someone's skin be this thick? Couldn't she see he was about to swear and stopped himself?
This was the first time he'd ever encountered a girl like this—truly in desperate need of discipline.
This little thing was genuinely too shameless!
"Calm down, calm down," Sparkle said soothingly, rubbing Sol's back and even giving him a couple of gentle pats.
She knew that if she kept pushing, something bad would really happen—maybe even her flower of yin wouldn't be able to stop this guy.
Wait… now that she thought about it, could her Sparkle doll be sacrificed instead?
"This is your last chance," Sol said. "Otherwise, what happens next is something you definitely don't want to see."
He was already preparing the chains.
A Masked Fool with countless tricks as the first opponent—perhaps that was fitting.
Not overwhelmingly strong, but definitely full of gimmicks.
Like a cat playing with a mouse—plenty of clutch moments. And once caught, heh, it would be a real ordeal.
"I'm scared, I'm scared," Sparkle said, patting her chest and speaking seriously. "Actually, everything just now was done because the Aeon of Elation told me to."
If there's a pot to dump, dump it on Aha—never wrong.
"But regarding my earlier rudeness, I, Lady Sparkle, a proper young lady, sincerely apologizes," she said, bowing slightly to Sol. "As compensation, tomorrow at this same time, I'll take you to pick up a little bird. If you find it, you can use it!"
"How am I supposed to trust you?" Sol asked, now slightly interested.
Picking up a bird—she probably meant Robin. He was already starting to want to hear "Swoosh~."
But the credibility of a Masked Fool was truly questionable. If she wasn't kept close, she absolutely couldn't be trusted.
"The Masked Fool's mask."
Sparkle untied the mask from her waist and lightly placed it into Sol's hand.
Masks were important to the Masked Fools—an essential source of their power.
But also, not that important, because they could always use fakes.
She wanted to see the action right from the start!
"Quite a generous move," Sol said, turning the mask over in his hand with appreciation. "Sparkle, I'm starting to admire you."
"Thank you for the praise."
Sparkle lifted her chin proudly.
"But if the mask is in my hands," Sol continued with a malicious grin, "doesn't that mean many of your tricks will fail and you'll become a bit more fragile?"
Did she really think tossing out some bait would make him obediently take the hook and let himself be led around forever?
If that were the case, wouldn't he become Sparkle' dog?
Besides, handing over a mask like this—who was she trying to fool with a fake?
"You wouldn't do that… would you?" Sparkle stared at Sol in disbelief.
No way, no way—were the two of them really this synchronized?
"I told you," Sol said as he reached for Sparkle's shoulder, "I have no manners."
"Go! Go!"
Silver Wolf grew excited, cheering loudly from the side.
Great—soon she wouldn't be the only one humiliating herself anymore!
"Heehee, in a way, the two of us really are a match made in heaven," Sparkle said calmly, feeling that true understanding was rare.
"Already thinking of surrendering?" Sol asked.
His right hand clenched violently as endless energy surged from his body, instantly forcing all mortals in Golden Hour out of the dreamscape.
Energy and consciousness resonated as a massive barrier was constructed within the dream.
With spatial control and other abilities interfering together, the Memoria of this space descended into chaos, temporarily losing its original properties.
"Wow! Such powerful methods—you don't seriously think~"
Sparkle suddenly snapped her head up, flashing Sol a vicious grin.
"That I'd really be that easy to catch, do you?"
Just an Emanator of Erudition—thinking he could catch her was wishful thinking.
With the power of the Aeon of Elation, she could transform endlessly, come and go freely—invincible!
Massive imaginary energy surged as hundreds, even thousands, of chibi Sparkle dolls appeared, chirping noisily.
"Lady Sparkle is the most beautiful—beautiful, beautiful, the most beautiful!"
"Lady Sparkle is the most invincible—invincible, invincible, the most invincible!"
"Lady Sparkle' chastity—we will protect it!"
Well… even the Sparkle dolls knew what would happen if she got caught.
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