After confirming that he wasn't facing some Galactic Empire crisis and that it had nothing to do with Star Wars or Darth Vader, but was simply the trouble of a girl running away from home and being brought back, Fang Zheng instantly lost all interest in continuing the fight.
However...
"When did I ever propose to you?"
Fang Zheng looked at Lala in utter confusion. They had barely even spoken a few words to each other, okay?
"I'll never forget it for the rest of my life."
Yet faced with Fang Zheng's question, Lala happily closed her eyes.
"You held me with your hand and gave me a passionate confession of love..."
"...Huh?"
"That is correct, Earthling."
Zastin spoke up at that moment.
"According to Deviluke Star's traditional and formal procedures, you have already entered into an engagement with Lady Lala. In other words, from the instant you touched her in the bathroom, it can be considered that you performed Deviluke Star's formal engagement ritual!"
"...This counts too?"
Fang Zheng was completely speechless now.
Are you kidding me?!
"Yes, so marry me!"
Lala hugged Fang Zheng's arm and spoke with a grin, while he simply looked up at the ceiling in exasperation.
What the hell is this? I thought this was going to be some epic Star Wars-type mission, but it turned out to be some ridiculous comedy plot?
"There is no other way, then."
Zastin sighed as well, while Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.
"Wait, what do you mean there's no other way? It was just an accident! Besides, I'm an Earthling. How could I possibly know the customs of Deviluke Star?"
"Huh? Do you hate me?"
Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Lala's eyes widened as she looked at him anxiously. Fang Zheng sighed helplessly.
"It's not that I hate