"So it turned into flicking me on the forehead?"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) pouted indignantly. So it was all her fault, then?
"Mm. If you take off your visor, it'll be easier for me to do it."
Lianye shamelessly nodded.
"Who would do that, hey?!"
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) turned her head aside angrily. This guy had flicked her on the forehead, and now he wanted her to obediently remove her visor so he could touch her? He was dreaming too much. If she really could beat this Master, she would have fought him to the death.
"I can do it, Big Brother~~~"
Someone immediately slapped Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) in the face with those words. She turned back in astonishment—yet that person was "herself."
Jeanne d'Arc (Lily) obediently removed the oddly designed visor from her forehead, then narrowed her eyes and leaned her head toward Lianye. Naturally, he was not picky. Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) and Jeanne d'Arc (Lily) held equal weight in his heart—perhaps the latter even slightly more.
Lianye placed his hand on Lily-chan's forehead and gently rubbed it in circles. Both of them broke into open, heartfelt smiles.
—Was it really that comfortable?
Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) eyed Lily-chan's expression suspiciously, feeling somewhat tempted. But the instant that thought surfaced, she blushed furiously and strangled it in the cradle.
"Letitia is such a good girl. When you grow up, don't become like that black one, okay? If you become a tsundere, you won't even be able to say the things you like. That would be too sad..."
"Mm!..."
"Who are you calling a tsundere?! I'll fight you to the death, Master!"
Flames of rage visibly erupted from Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) as the girl charged forward with an indignant expression.
See? Hadn't she already found something to replace her old "hatred"... replacing