"I just really, really like you!"
"Could you be more specific?"
Mo Yi thought for a moment before letting out a breath and smiling.
"Although, Princess, you only know how to play games, can't cook, can't do housework, are a little scheming, love getting jealous, and enjoy making huge headlines..."
As Mo Yi continued listing the Princess's shortcomings, the Princess leaning against his shoulder had already clenched her fist, wondering which part of Mo Yi she should attack. A kidney punch, or a fatal chicken strike?
Princess: If this Princess is so terrible, then why are you sticking so close to me, you bastard? I don't even bathe regularly!
"But even so, I still like you. I like you very, very much—"
Before the Princess's anger meter could fill up, Mo Yi finally reached his turning point. Of course, the Princess had long guessed this kind of routine. She had watched countless dramas, novels, and anime—what trope had she not seen before?
But did that mean Houraisan Kaguya would not get angry?
Dream on. After all, Mo Yi had just called Houraisan Kaguya petty!
"Don't ask why. The answer is simply that you're incredibly cute!"
Before the Princess could start her endless nesting-doll interrogation, Mo Yi answered her next question in advance, cutting off her infinite chain of questions.
"That's really perfunctory. Don't think I don't know that's from a recent anime. This Princess even finished following the manga."
If Mo Yi had not listed all those flaws earlier, the Princess would have let him off during tonight's no-prize, all-punishment Q&A session. Unfortunately, that was no longer the case. She was looking for an excuse to blow up.
"So, when did you start liking this Princess?"
Mo Yi: "..."
*If you keep making things difficult for Mo De An Yi,