Silver Fantasy's expression was calm, her eyes utterly devoid of emotion as she looked down at this all-too-familiar man.
She did nothing, merely standing between his legs and looking down at him.
The silence exerted an overwhelming pressure.
"Hey! Say something, at least! You're making this really awkward, staring straight at me like that."
Lynn swallowed reflexively, his eyes wide. A bead of cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around his shoulders. He felt as though a nasty ice queen were forcing him into an S&M session.
Silver Fantasy stared down at him for a long time.
As though she intended to see through him, inside and out.
She said quietly:
"I really never expected that mysterious person to actually be you."
She clenched her fist.
The absurdity of it left her unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Yet her face remained taut as she gazed coldly down at him.
Lynn coughed and reached out, trying to find his Monocle as he said:
"Not necessarily, actually. Have you considered the possibility that I was just temporarily cosplaying that ridiculously badass mysterious swordsman, and you happened to discover me at an extremely unfortunate moment? Couldn't that be possible?"
Crack-
Silver Fantasy tightened her fist.
It was hard.
Her fist was rock-hard now!
She had never expected him to keep trying to deny it even after he had been exposed right down to his underwear.
Lynn finally retrieved his Monocle, put it securely in place, and carefully adjusted it before saying confidently:
"Well, what happened just now was really only an accident. Mainly because I had a pigheaded idiot with me, which let you catch me out. If I'd been alone, then no matter how suspicious you were, you never would have-"
Smack-
Silver Fantasy