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"I'm going to be honest with you: I'm really tempted to smash your head in. I won't let you blackmail me like this. Do you want to stay here until Ishimaru catches you again?" (Y/n)'s voice was irritated and slightly raised, though she didn't receive any stranger's attention.

For some reason though, Hifumi wasn't able to properly focus on her angry speech. He was focused on her scent and the way she pronounced some words. 'If my favorite waifus ever came to life, she would be the perfect mixture of all of them.' His face seemed to give him away.

"Why are you staring at me like this?! I'm seriously not in the mood for any silly games! Keeping all this a secret means the world to Celestia, so I won't let you ruin any of it!" For once, she had used her sister's new name. She was dead serious.

Adjusting his glasses, the Ultimate Fanfic Creator thought for a few moments, before turning towards the Ultimate Dealer again. "I have a great idea! Since I've been lacking inspiration, you could help me! And in exchange, I won't expose your precious little secret to anyone! If you accept, that is."

Her face seemed to glow red from her anger. "Giving you inspiration?! Scr-w you, I won't help you with anything! Who do you think you are?! If you really are worthy of your title, don't be this f-cking lazy and pull yourself together, you d-mned idiot!"

Hifumi couldn't help but blush a little. 'She has the temper of my favorite waifu...! I can't believe how fuzzy I'm feeling inside right now...! I should anger her more often just for this!' His flushed face and absent behavior didn't make anything better for her. "Are you kidding me?!"

"Sorry, I just realized that I'm actually full of new ideas for new stories! I won't tell anyone for now, don't worry!" With that, he waited for her to scold him again, to yell and scream at him, to curse and insult him. But nothing like that happened.

"Oh, that's good. I didn't think it would be this easy." Satisfied, she nodded, pushing back her (h/c) hair and brushing over her (f/c) tuxedo. "I'm glad we could sort this out, Yamada. If you're full of ideas, I won't hold you back from writing them all down."

The brown haired male couldn't help but be extremely disappointed with how the situation had suddenly calmed down. Wasn't she furious just a few seconds ago? Didn't she say she wanted to smash his head in because he was blackmailing her? It sounded like they were in a killing game!

"Aren't you upset, Ludenberg?" Somehow, the way he addressed her really bothered her. "It's not Ludenberg, it's Yasuhiro! I don't know what your problem is, but Celestia and me are not related in any way! Stop making such wild assumptions and go back to writing your silly little stories!"

'Even if it wasn't true, everyone would think they're related. Their tempers are almost identical. With the difference that (y/n) looks like a female lead character whenever she screams at me. I wonder what that's about... Well, not my problem as long as she doesn't turn into a boring, normal woman.'

"Right. I'm sorry, Yasuhiro." Nodding, she turned towards him once more. "I forgive you. And no, I'm not upset anymore. After all, you promised to keep the cheating plans to yourself. I'll trust your words, even though I'll probably regret this decision later. Have a nice evening, Yamada."
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