"So heartless!! Felyn, just a few days ago we even had a private date together!"
The staff had already left. Only the four of them remained, facing each other in a tense way.
Meeting Zervanie at her merchandise store for less than five minutes… did that really count as a date?
Also—
Why was this girl following me around like useless slime?
Too clingy!
"Date?"
Viloti recognized Zervanie, the one who had tangled with Felyn before. She moved closer to Felyn, trying to show she had a claim on him.
"Yes, Felyn even came to my merch shop and bought a badge with my face on it."
Zervanie also saw Viloti’s action. She lifted her chin proudly and crossed her arms.
Hmph, Miss Pink Hair, don’t act so smug!
Have you ever spent time alone with Felyn?
Looks like you haven’t?
I almost got Felyn’s first kiss, you know.
You were rejected by Felyn, so there’s no chance for you. Felyn will belong to me completely soon, and you won’t see him again.
If you get mad and slap me now, Felyn will only feel more sorry for me!
But what Zervanie had expected didn’t happen.
What greeted her was silence.
No one answered her.
Bernice was already used to this kind of thing happening around Felyn. She leaned on the sofa, secretly hoping the white-haired girl would get even more aggressive to make things exciting.
Viloti seemed to be seriously thinking about something. She didn’t show the anger or jealousy that Zervanie had hoped for.
"Eh?!" Zervanie felt something was off.
Why aren’t you all surprised?
Aren’t we supposed to be fighting over a guy? Why is no one reacting?
"Felyn, is she a wanted criminal? Why would a shop sell badges with her face on them?"
Viloti didn’t even know who Zervanie was, and had no clue that a pop star could have merchandise.
"I’m not a wanted criminal! I’m a popular idol singer, Zervanie! You really don’t know me?"
Viloti clearly didn’t believe her.
Who says they’re famous by themselves?
"Zervanie, do you have any other reason to be here?" Felyn asked.
Zervanie felt she wasn’t being respected in this room.
So you’re trying to kick me out now?
Hmm, I get it, Felyn. You’re playing hard to get, right?
You bad boy, you're really deep—how fun.
Wait until I win your heart and toy with you hard!
"Felyn, I haven’t even cheered you on yet." Zervanie crouched a little and gave an awkward smile.
"Thanks for your kindness, Miss Wanted Criminal, but Felyn has already asked you to leave." Viloti said without changing her expression.
"I said I’m not a wanted criminal!"
Zervanie gritted her teeth. What was wrong with these people?
"Feeelyyn~" Zervanie switched into her 'idol' mode. She placed her hand on her chest and crouched down in front of Felyn.
She lifted her face, her lashes fluttered slightly, and she gave a sweet, practiced smile.
"Zervanie will always be cheering for you~"
Her voice was soft, and her eyes sparkled like stars.
You had to admit—Zervanie’s belief in herself was really strong. Even after being ignored from the moment she stepped in, her expression was still perfect.
"Today’s cheer is my special gift for you, Felyn. After all, you’re spe-cial to me~"
She pressed her hand to her lips and winked at Felyn.
Can’t win you over with this?
That cold pink-haired girl next to you can’t make this kind of face!
Sure, she’s cute too, but can she coax you like I can?
Viloti really couldn’t make that kind of expression. But Zervanie seemed to forget there was someone else in the room.
"Eh~ but Felyn told me last night I was special too, right? Senior Felyn, didn’t you say that when you were on the bed?"
Bernice suddenly hugged Felyn’s arm tightly, acting all clingy.
She rubbed her head lightly on his shoulder and gave Zervanie a teasing smile.
Looks like a good show is starting—how could I not stir things up?
Zervanie snorted. Who is this woman?!
She had only noticed the pink-haired one earlier and didn’t notice this one!
Where did she come from, saying such shameless things? I haven’t even used those tricks yet, and you’re already using them?
Felyn’s eyebrow twitched nonstop. He saw from the corner of his eye that Viloti had reached into the pink unicorn pocket, ready to pull out a Seventh-Order Seal.
"Alright, pause!"
Felyn stopped things from getting worse.
What the heck was going on!
I was just dreaming of doing great at the seal match. Why did I get caught in this mess right before the contest?
Is my whole world just made of girls or what?!
"Zervanie, don’t you have to attend the opening ceremony? Are you sure you should be here now?"
Zervanie’s eyes darted between Viloti and Bernice, too distracted to answer Felyn.
These two girls both like Felyn, right?
Felyn, this brat, surrounded by so many pretty girls. I should be enough!
But whatever—it’s just two.
Not like seven or eight.
A challenge, sure, but I can still win.
That pink-haired girl has no expression. I bet she doesn’t know how to sweet-talk Felyn like I do.
That short-haired black-and-red girl may know how to act like me, but… her chest isn’t as big as mine, so I win there.
Zervanie suddenly felt a fierce stare from Bernice, and her smile froze.
She really wanted to look back at Bernice, but her body instinctively turned her head away, avoiding her eyes.
"Felyn, I have a secret to tell you~"
"Sorry. I’m not interested in your info anymore."
So annoying! Felyn rejected her straight and clear.
"That’s mean. How can you say that to a sweet girl who’s worried about you?" Zervanie held the door frame, one hand on her chest, looking heartbroken.
"It’s about the other seal teams. You’ll definitely want to hear it."
Zervanie’s icy blue eyes sparkled as she leaned forward and dragged her words out, her skirt swaying with her dramatic movements.
"If Felyn would just hold my hand once, I’ll tell you~"
Heh, once you hold my hand, your soul will be mine!
"Don’t want to. You can go now."
Felyn didn’t even lift his eyelid.
"Ehh~ don’t be like that!"
Zervanie clutched her chest dramatically, then fell to the ground beside Felyn, sitting and putting her hands together.
"I worked so hard to get this info. Don’t you want it~"
Viloti, who had been watching her silently, slowly stood up. Under everyone’s gaze, she walked to Zervanie.
Looking down at the kneeling Zervanie from above, she said coldly:
"Give me your hand."
Zervanie didn’t understand at first, but facing Viloti’s cold, don’t-refuse stare, she instinctively reached out.
Viloti gently held her hand and shook it up and down a few times. Then she nodded slightly.
"You can tell us your info now."
Felyn saw all this and felt like Viloti’s next move would be pulling out a dog treat and saying, "Good dog, good job."
Wasn’t this just training a dog to shake hands?!
(End of Chapter)