At those words, an eerie silence instantly fell over the surroundings.
Even the Feather Pen's nib froze in place.
[G... Girlfriend? Like you and care for you?!]
As if trying to confirm something, she finally wrote a line in front of Lynn with deeply uncertain strokes, stiffly adding a huge exclamation mark at the end.
It was fair to say.
Anyone could have seen just how wildly unsettled she was at that moment.
Lynn nodded and said with absolute certainty, "That's right. You agreed, so you can't use memory loss as an excuse to deny it."
The Feather Pen froze in place.
Really?
Had she really agreed to such outrageous conditions and demands just now?
But why did something feel wrong? So wrong!
Was he really not taking advantage of the fact that she'd forgotten things to deliberately throw in some strange claims and dupe her?
Seeing the Feather Pen frozen there, Lynn raised a paw to adjust the Monocle, padded over to her, and poked her feathers with his nose, saying earnestly:
"You really did agree after thinking it over carefully. Honestly, if you don't believe me, look into my eyes. Don't you feel that you like me noticeably more than before?"
The Feather Pen stiffly turned toward the Cat-Eared Girl before her.
Carefully.
She stared into his feline eyes.
"..."
"..."
A breeze whispered through the eerie silence.
Then she trembled.
Because she realized...
[I really do...]
Yes.
That was what frightened her most: she truly did find that, compared to before she had forgotten, her fondness and affection for the Cat-Eared Girl in front of her seemed to have deepened to varying degrees. It was that urge to pick her up, pet her vigorously, and spoil her rotten.
It really was stronger than before!
This was definitely