December 31, 1997, 11:41 p.m.
Only when Cheadle suddenly brought it up during their chat did Dio realize.
"By the way, did you register for the Hunter Exam?"
"-No. When's the deadline?"
"December 31. Let me see-hmm, nineteen minutes left."
"-Can I still make it if I register now?"
"No. The staff went home ages ago."
Dio's expression looked like a world-famous painting-the one called The Scream.
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"But I registered for you yesterday."
Cheadle suddenly changed tack, pulling Dio back to reality.
"-Could you not leave such a long pause next time?"
"No. I did it on purpose."
The corners of Cheadle's mouth lifted, and she could not force them down.
I knew you were careless and forgetful. Wouldn't it be a waste of such a perfect opportunity if I didn't tease you a little?
Dio was genuinely a little astonished now. This wasn't right. Since when did Cheadle make jokes like this with him? She wasn't like this in the manga!
You old hack, you lied to me!
Noticing Dio's strange look, Cheadle immediately pursed her lips and demanded fiercely, "What? Got a problem?"
"No. Thank you for your help, Lady Cheadle. Without Cheadlemon looking out for me, I wouldn't know what to do. Truly worthy of Miss Cheadle, so intelligent and kind, mature and gracious, beautiful and gentle, clever and adorable-(one hundred words omitted)!"
Dio rattled off a long string of words as though reciting poetry, all but praising Cheadle as an unparalleled existence in heaven and earth.
"That praise was too smooth. You don't mean it!"
Cheadle gave a little huff and turned away, but the corners of her mouth, which she had only just forced down, began rising again.
"Seriously, though, I'm already the former Vice-Chairman of the