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“Oh Lea, grace of our party, the key to a ladies heart is through actions, not gifts! If you wish I cou-”
“Gliommoux de Durendaire, I suggest you cease being such an ultracrepidarian ass and leave the matter of advising Lea to someone who either is a woman, or at least even attracted to them .” Kamui remarked as he tugged on the tip of Gliommoux’s left ear, “In case you have forgotten, we all saw what happened last time you pretended to be into them. I would not wish Lea to follow in your footsteps to certain doom.”
Gliommoux opened his mouth to disagree, having no such memory of the ‘last time’ Kamui spoke of.
Until Lea spoke the words “Salt rock.”
Quickly nodding in response as the memories came flooding back to him, Gliommoux excused himself, proceeding to spend his past weeks earnings at the cheapest bar he could find.