Lynn pointed grandly and said, "Exactly! That's how it is! Feather Pen, you really are my best friend. You saw right through my unspeakable intentions at a glance! In that case, let's..."
Bang-
[Ding! You have suffered a heavy blow from the Feather Pen. Mental energy -20]
Eyes closed, Feather Pen held up a fist marked with "╬," ignoring the smoking Lynn across from her.
As expected.
He was as awful as ever.
That scumbag Lynn.
If she hadn't been keeping a close watch on everything he did on Blue Star lately, knowing what he was like, she really might have fallen for his tricks. The bastard wouldn't even leave a pen alone.
He was beyond saving.
"We can discuss the affair later. Once you've had your look, leave immediately. I still have plenty to do, so don't try to waste my time."
With Feather Pen like this, her goddess-like air really came out.
Lynn stared wide-eyed and said:
"You won't stay a little longer? I rented such a big house, after all."
Crack-
The teacup in Feather Pen's hand was effortlessly crushed.
Lynn nodded, adjusted the Monocle, and said, "No problem. I only meant to take a quick look anyway. I have absolutely no idea who rented this enormous house for me. Come on, have some black tea first."
"..."
She worked hard to ignore the creature's ever-shifting morals, lest one careless moment on her part leave him permanently disabled.
Feather Pen returned to her ethereal form, looking dignified and beyond profanation.
"But I should warn you."
Feather Pen sat down and seemed to shake her head slightly, starlight shimmering around her.
"My divine essence as the Fate God still exists. Although I'm cursed now, its imprint remains. Looking at me would be the same as looking