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Strutting around, basking in the compliments from her subjects about her outfit – well, what else would they say? – Aiyano gives them equally delightful responses, which I can’t come up with right now because my brain is completely dried out after a long day at work. Author
- "Displeasure," you mean? - The Lord pondered. - I feel nothing of the sort towards you, Aiyaiya - only love and gratitude bloom in my heart. The only thing I would wish for is... - A brief glance at the ring once given to Aiyano. - But I am ready to wait as long as it takes.
- I don’t forget about this for a single second. But until the epilogue of the divine comedy, and even before the sixth chapter begins... - the presence of a giant bouquet of roses in her hands proved to be more useful than ever, as it allowed her to hide her face during these awkward conversations. - This probably isn’t a very interesting contest for a supposed outsider, a gray-skinned viewer, because I have nothing to say here. On the contrary, by coming to your senses and deciding to return to the path of righteousness, you have far exceeded any of my possible expectations. According to all the laws of sorcerer-scientists, something like this should not have been possible, but it happened, and this is one of the greatest miracles I have had the privilege of witnessing in Anuzish. Therefore, you will not hear anything planned by the organizers from me in this trial... - during this tirade, the bouquet continued to stay in its place.