283 Vol. 4 pt. 86 Patch 14.0: An Explosive Date (1/2)
”So, Azalabulia, do you understand why I have brought you here?” Fenrir asks, bringing out his dramatic voice as he steps in front of her.
He's gotten good enough with his shifting that he can turn his forearms into the larger and more powerful, fur-covered versions whenever he needs to rather than only in combat.
Azalabulia takes a step back and pulls her staff off of her back. ”To rebel against me once more?” she asks.
”I told you that I would teach you about matters you have not experienced, but first, you must prove yourself worthy to me! You must prove that you are the one who deserves my loyalty and my guidance,” he declares.
”Have I not already beaten you once, wolf? I would have thought that being felled by my flames once is enough to deter you from attempting to face me once more.”
”It is true, but I must make sure that you are staying ahead of me. A master that I can defeat is not a master – they are a… a slave!” A bead of sweat rolls down the side of his head, hoping that the pause to think of something didn't ruin the mood.
”Then let me prove to you once more that I am no slave! I am your master, and you are my hound!” Azalabulia declares, obviously not affected by his previous pause.
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This is when Fenrir realizes something.
If they have a battle here… there is a strong chance that the beauty of this little clearing in the forest is going to be destroyed.
What is he supposed to do?
Should he have the battle that he was originally planning on having, thus risking the destruction of this spot's beauty, or should he think up a new plan to avoid nature's destruction?
He knows that Azalabulia would be happy to see the forest lit on fire, but he'd rather not destroy this world's environment. That already happens enough in the real world, so he'd like to see at least one world with intact nature.
”Saya, you should have made me think of that sooner,” Fenrir thinks to his virtual assistant.
”I'm not going to do all the mental work for you, onii-wan. This is your fault that you're in this situation,” Saya thinks back to him.
”Yeah, but you're part me, so that means that this is also your fault since it's my fault.”
”It doesn't work like that. A kid is part of their parents, but that doesn't mean it's the kid's fault if their parents rob a store.”
”So, you're saying that you're like my daughter? That makes our relationship even kinkier.”
”I – I'm not your daughter! Stupid! Baka!”
”How long until you start calling me daddy-wan?”
”I hate you sooooooooo much.”
”Yep. You already sound like a rebellious daughter.”
”Die.”
”I'll consider it.”
Fenrir looks Azalabulia over.
He knows that she could defeat him if they fight, so it wouldn't be unbelievable if he lets her win. The problem is whether or not he could put up a convincing enough fight before letting her win. If it's too obvious, then he might be in trouble.
”I should have asked Olly for planning help,” Fenrir thinks to himself before mentally sighing. ”There's a reason why I always left him in charge of that.”
But, Fenrir knows that this wouldn't count as a legitimate date—not by his standards—if he let somebody else do the planning for it. Even when it comes to his other girlfriends, he only took some simple ideas from them.