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"A big sister who loved French fries."

"This big sister felt so childish. She actually wanted to play hide-and-seek. I stopped playing that hundreds of years ago." Flandre looked at Othinus with contempt.

"Exactly, exactly. Did you hear that? At your age, you still want to play hide-and-seek? How childish. How about we play chess instead?" Chen Luo suggested.

"..." Othinus looked at Chen Luo coldly.

"What are you looking at? If you've got the guts, hit me." Feeling Othinus's intense threatening aura, Flandre crossed her arms and looked at her disdainfully.

"..."

"Flandre, don't be so rude. And she's very strong—you can't beat her." As Chen Luo repaired the parts of his body that had been crushed with Break Cocoon into Butterfly, he spoke.

"Of course I know that, but she isn't from my world. She can't go to my world anyway, and she can't hit me inside the bar." Flandre said with her hands on her hips.

As long as the other person couldn't hit her, she could be as reckless as she liked.

"Kids shouldn't be so hot-tempered. Go on, keep smashing the keyboard."

"Okay." Flandre reluctantly left Chen Luo and dragged her feet toward the game she hated most.

That stupid game was impossible to clear.

One day, she would definitely find the person who invented that game and... No, no. Stay calm.

Control the killing intent.

"Come on, have a seat." Chen Luo invited Othinus.

"What exactly will it take for you to let me destroy the world?" Othinus asked after sitting beside Chen Luo.

"Then what will it take for you to give up on destroying the world?" Chen Luo asked in return.

"Why are you stopping me from destroying the world? You clearly aren't affected at all inside this bar, and you can