“There’s nothing to be done. If sister really wants it, I’ll participate in the tournament.”

Seeing him give up so easily made her even more suspicious.

Prodia asked,

“What’s your trick?”

“There’s no trick? The only way I can be away from the deputy battlefield is to participate in the Booma selection tournament.”

Yes, you’re finally getting the situation.

Prodia nodded her head.

But Luca’s following words made her head ache again.

“So, to keep being with you, I have to survive as long as possible in the tournament.”

Saying so, Luca giggled again.

Now Prodia was ready to grab her neck.

“So you’re saying that you’ll participate in the tournament to be with me now?”

“Yes.”

“What impure motives are there!”

“Why is that impure? It’s not like I’m going to win and marry the princess, so what’s wrong with participating in the tournament?”

Prodia had nothing to say.

In fact, it’s not just Luca going to the tournament with impure motives(?) but also herself and Irtis.

Luca added,

“Anyway, I’ll go to the tournament. But I’m not giving up on you.”

But Prodia was also adamant.

“Don’t waste your energy. No matter what, I’ll never like you.”

Then Luca approached Prodia and, folding his bright red eyes like a crescent moon, smiled.

“Can you guarantee that? What will you do if you end up liking me?”

“Whoever likes…”

That’s when it happened.

“Stop, that’s enough.”

It was Irtis.

He stepped between the two and asked Luca,

“Is that really true? You’re saying you don’t plan to win the tournament.”

“That’s what I said, right? Ah! But I’m thinking of making it to the finals. That way, I can be with Prodia for at least one more day.”

“What…?”

“So, if you face me in the finals, just hit me a little gently.”

Luca rubbed his cheek where Irtis had slapped him earlier and grinned.

“Getting hit by you really hurts.”

“…I’ll be watching to see if you keep your promise.”

Irtis turned away, saying so.

But this time Luca stopped him.

“Don’t say anything else later.”

“What?”

Suddenly approaching, Luca whispered coldly in Irtis’s ear.

“If you go on to say that you like Prodia or something like that, you’ll be behind me.”

The voice was completely different from the one he had been giggling with Prodia.

Moreover, there was a clear hostility in Luca’s bright red eyes.

Ha!

Irtis was dumbfounded.

He also glared at Luca.

“A guy who falls with one punch from me, what are you talking about?”

“You never know. By then, I might be able to use holy power?”

The two men faced each other, their eyes wide with antagonism.
Sizzle.

But at that moment, Prodia Duser Yeongae (female) abruptly intervened between them.

“What are you two doing? Fighting now?”

Then, Luca quickly pulled away from Irtis.

He spoke again with a bright voice.

“Not fighting, sis. Nothing like that.”

“Don’t call me sis.”

“Honey.”

“…….”

“Darling?”

Prodia finally raised the white flag.

“Ah, just call me sis.”

“Really?”

At those words, Luca excitedly embraced Prodia.

“Kyaak!”

“Ah, why are you so pretty?”

“Are you letting go?”

Prodia struggled in his arms.

But when she realized he wouldn’t let go easily, she clenched her fist towards Luca’s belly.

It was going to be a punch, like the last time.

But Luca had already noticed it and pulled his body back.

He chuckled at Prodia.

“I’m no fool, I won’t fall for the same trick twice.”

Irtis then asked at his words.

“Twice…? Prodia, what happened between you and that guy?”

Just then, Luca was rubbing his face against Prodia’s cheek.

Prodia pushed his face away frantically and cried.

“Can you help me before you ask that? Get him away!”

Then Luca answered Irtis instead.

“Yeah, I got hit by sis when we met. And it really hurt.”

“What did you do to Prodia again?”

“Um…….”

Luca, who had been tilting his head, turned to Irtis and grinned, saying,

“Kiss?”

Kwaang[dash]!

With those words, Luca was once again slammed against the reception room wall.

Prodia, seeing this, screamed inwardly.

‘Ah! Not a single peaceful day!’

She hurried over and slightly flipped Luca’s eyelid.

Then, an ambiguously mixed red and gold eye appeared.

It was in a state where no single personality could appear, totally senseless.

Prodia slapped her forehead.

‘Ah, I can’t live like this.’

What to do with these two? They fight whenever they meet?

They have to continue together as a team. It’s really a mountainous path.

And that brat Luca made things this bad by kissing the top of her foot?

‘Annoying… So annoying.’

Should I just give it all up?

While thinking that far, Prodia was startled back to reality.

‘Get a grip. How have I come this far!’

Giving up means going to editing hell!

Calm down. Survive, Prodia.

Then, a voice that further complicated Prodia’s complex head was heard.

It was Irtis.

“Prodia… That brat didn’t force a kiss on you, did he?”

Irtis’s eyes were on the verge of flipping with madness as he asked.