A Tangor's Corner Gebu

Kexi had no idea that his petty misdeeds almost led to someone's death.

He was sprinting while Selina gave him the time she had bought him.

Kexi ran incredibly fast, her shoes were practically burning with sparks.

He kept glancing back as he ran, completely ignoring the road ahead. Suddenly, an orange figure appeared at the corner, and the two collided head-on.

Kexi felt as if she had bumped into a ball of fruity cotton. The other person cried out in pain and fell backward on their bottom.

Kexi staggered to her feet, and reflexively blurted out, "Sorry, sorry, I'm in a hurry!"

He looked down and froze.

The girl sat on the ground, her long orange hair tied into several braids, the ends slightly curled, with a few strands falling around her cheeks.

She was wearing an orange mini-skirt, clutching an empty dessert wrapper, grimacing and rubbing her bottom, her eyes watery.

"You're Sigrika?" Kexi blurted out, her eyes instantly lighting up as if she had discovered a rare item.

Sigrika stood up in a daze. Wasn't this the person who knocked over her ice cream? Lynae had just chased after him.

Sigrika looked up, her face still showing pain and confusion from the fall. "How do you know my name?"

Kexi's brain worked at its limit in that one second.

The girl in front of him is Sigrika, a five-star limited-time female content creator, and one of his mission targets.

And judging from her demeanor, she clearly didn't know he was the one who wrote the letter.

Take advantage of the information gap now and get the task done quickly.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone by the time Lynae catches up with you.

He grabbed Sigrika's hand and pulled her up from the ground.

As soon as Sigrika steadied herself, Kexi took a step forward, her gaze burning as if it were about to spit fire.

Sigrika instinctively shrank back, but he held her hand tightly, and she couldn't pull it away.

"Sigrika." Kexi took a deep breath, her expression so serious it was as if she were about to die. "I love you. Let's get married."

Sigrika's face turned red from her neck to her forehead at a visible speed.

Her mind went blank, and she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

A guy she didn't know bumped into her and then suddenly proposed to her.

What kind of development is this? This is even more outrageous than those weird dating games.

"We... we shouldn't know each other, right?" Her voice was trembling.

"No! We've known each other for a long time." Kexi gripped her hand tightly, his tone deep and resolute.

"Huh?" Sigrika's eyes widened.

"I am the mysterious person who wrote you this letter."

"Eh?!!!" Sigrika really exclaimed this time, her eyes wide open and her mouth agape enough to fit an egg tart.

The mysterious person who wrote the letter?

That mysterious person whose image she had mentally rehearsed countless times since childhood?

It was this clumsy guy who just knocked over her ice cream?

I know this is sudden.

Taking advantage of the moment when her mind went blank, Kexi continued speaking, her tone filled with a deep, ocean-like emotion.

But love is like a storm, it comes so suddenly and so fiercely.

There's no stopping it, no escaping it.

Seeing you today only intensified that feeling.

So I don't want to wait, I don't want to miss out.

I'm telling you right now, I'm serious.

Sigrika's ear tips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Her eyes darted around, but she dared not look at Kexi.

After several seconds, she suddenly pulled her hand back forcefully, took two steps back, and made an X with her hands in front of her chest.

"No! I won't accept it!"

Kexi was taken aback.

His combo might be able to scratch that innocent young girl a little, right?

Why is Sigrika immune to it?

"Why? Is there something wrong with me?" he asked.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm the young master of the Montelli Family, the richest man in Rinascita. If you marry me, you can be a wife and buy lots and lots of expensive clothes, bags, and cosmetics."

"Clothes don't need to be washed after wearing; just throw them away and get new ones."

"Jewelry can be worn once and then discarded; the vault is piled high with it, there's no way I could ever wear it all."

"Want Echo Relics? Just bid on whichever one catches your eye at the auction, no need to worry about the price, Montelli Bank will cover it all."

"From now on, you won't have to work hard outside. The servants on the manor will be at your beck and call, and you won't have to lift a finger to do anything."

"The VIP boxes at the carnival are always reserved for you, and you can attend any banquet in the city you like."

"No more worries about making a living; money can smooth over all your troubles."

"I can elevate you to a position in the upper echelons of Rinascita; everyone will treat you with utmost respect."

"Whatever you want, as long as Ragunna has it, I can get it for you."

"Just enjoy yourself. Leave all the troublesome and dangerous matters to the Montelli people."

Kexi vividly described those beautiful scenes.

But the girl in front of him remained unmoved.

Kexi was starting to doubt herself.

"Why? What exactly is it that you're not satisfied with? Tell me, and I'll do everything I can to meet your needs."

None of what you're saying is what I want.

What do you want?

Sigrika blushed, clenched her small fists, and looked both shy and anxious.

Why did you confess your feelings to me so directly?! That's not how it works!

Kexi was a little confused. "Then what kind should it be?"

Sigrika took a deep breath, and spoke very quickly:

"I think you should chat with me more first to increase my positive feelings towards you."

He would occasionally give me gifts, ask me out to dinner and movies, and casually hold my hand.

I made a token, reserved struggle, but you held on tightly and wouldn't let go. I reluctantly agreed to hold your hand.

Then, on a special holiday, I had a special interaction with someone.

Finally, in some mysterious event within my heart, he confessed his feelings to me.

I agree to be with you, and then I'll show you my special CG.

That's more like it!

As she finished speaking, she stomped her foot hard, her face turning as red as a ripe tomato, her orange ponytail swaying with the movement.

Kexi stared, completely dumbfounded.

He thought his love letter was abstract enough, but he never expected this girl to have a whole dating sim walkthrough in her head. Special CGs too? What kind of innocent, otome game brain is this?

"Why did you confess your feelings to me right away?! This isn't how I imagined it at all! I don't accept it!!"

Sigrika repeated herself, her eyes filled with accusation that "you've ruined my romantic fantasies."

Kexi took a deep breath, trying to recover from the shock of "Is this girl mentally unstable?"

He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, then gave a smile as gentle as he could possibly be.

"Okay, I understand," he said. "I was too hasty. Shall we start from the first step? I'll start again now. Miss Sigrika, hello, my name is Kexi. The weather is nice today, may I invite you to dinner?"

Sigrika's blush faded slightly, but her eyes remained wary.

"Hmph. No way."

Kexi nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. How could this girl be even more difficult to deal with than those who were blocking his way?

Seeing Sigrika's unyielding attitude and hearing the approaching footsteps in the alley behind her, Kexi made a tough decision.

There's no time left. If Lynae and Lupa catch up, forget about the mission, he'll be torn to pieces.

We must act swiftly and decisively.

"Sigrika." He suddenly took a step forward, his eyes becoming deep and unfathomable, as if holding a thousand unspoken words. "There's something I forgot to say earlier."

Sigrika was taken aback by his sudden aura and blinked. "What did you say?"

Kexi cupped her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her.