Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Without any hesitation, Irene condensed magic power on her wrists, instantly released her confinement, and directly pushed Bastian away.

"Go away!"

Wiping her red lips in disgust, Irene frowned.

"Bastian, I said you were crazy, but you really kicked your nose in the face!"

Irene was pushed to the ground with a crash, and her hands were scratched.

Bastian looked at the bleeding palm, feeling the sharp and dull pain in his body, and looked a little dazed.

Eileen O'Lanley actually pushed him away.

It was not that he was playing hard to get, but that he really used great force to push himself down, and even injured himself.

The stunning young man slowly raised his head and said in disbelief: "You actually pushed me away. Didn't you say before..."

"stop!"

Before Bastian could finish speaking, Irene quickly interrupted, "I'm not interested in you."

"Not interested in?"

Bastian's eyes widened, "How is that possible? You used to..."

Her purple-red pupils were half-closed, and Irene snorted, feeling extremely disgusted:

"Whether you're done or not, can you please stop talking about the past?

"Perhaps I used to think you were handsome, delicate and tender like a girl, and annoying.

"But I don't like kids like you anymore. I like mature and steady ones now."

Like a puppy whose tail was stepped on, Bastian suddenly stood up from the ground.

"Who are you calling a child? I will be 18 in a few months!

"What's more, you are only three years older than me. You were not as afraid of bugs as I was when you were young. Why are you pretending to be mature!"

God...

Pretty much the same.

In real life, I am not a gentle big sister.

I still remember when I first met Wan Qinqin, the rebellious middle school boy Wan Yuan was just entering the third year of junior high school.

Wan Qinqin always encourages his younger brother to study hard, but he always laughs at Wan Yuan for being a fool.

Now, looking at Bastian's arrogant argument...

Erin really wanted to call him "silly".

She shrugged helplessly, and Erin curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, I don't pretend to be mature, but I just don't like naive children.

"In the past, I couldn't help myself and didn't count."

"cut!"

Bastian rolled his eyes at Irene unceremoniously.

"As the great master of the Idun Empire, you are so powerful and arrogant. How could you possibly be unable to control yourself!"

Erin crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him sideways, "You're not me, how do you know I won't be helpless?"

Unexpectedly, Bastian also imitated her and crossed his arms across his chest, raising his chin higher.

"Then you are not me. How do you know? Do I know if you can't help yourself?"

"........."

System, can I blow his head off?

I admit that in "Golden Stigmata", Bastian's early setting was a bit naive.

But now, in "The Tainted Golden Stigma", he is no longer childish.

This is a brain palsy!

Unbearable, no need to endure.

"What? You are not a good crown prince, and you plan to change your career to a monster?

"Don't you hate me very much? Why are you imitating my posture and speaking now? Do you still want to stuff two cantaloupes in your chest to compare their sizes with me?"

Bastian's face suddenly turned red, "You!!"

"What are you you? What am I me?!"

Irene raised her slender eyebrows, looked Bastian up and down as if looking at a pen, and said teasingly:

"Looking at you, you must have been beaten up by your uncle in the Royal Library today. Do you feel sad and aggrieved?

"Or maybe I'm crying in my heart, 'Ah~~ My beloved uncle actually defended that evil girl and didn't understand my concern~ I'm so sad~~'"

After imitating Bastian's words angrily, Irene said again:

“Excessive self-awareness of values ​​is mixed with thoughts that have not yet broken away from childish ideas.

"Consciously unhappy, not understood, depressed? Sad? Sad?

"You might as well look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, put some effort into it, and write the word 'sorrow' on your forehead!"

A stream of blood rushed straight to the top of his head, and Bastian roared:

"You! This is too much!!"

With a slight snort, Irene smiled and said: "Am I going too far? If I were going too far, I would beat you to death by now!"

"You didn't learn well at a young age, and you just want to take off your clothes and take off your belt. You don't even look at how much flesh you have on your little body, and you just want to seduce me.

"Little brat, your uncle Rodis is a sword master. Now that he has returned from the north after defeating the monsters, can't you learn from him?

"Even if there is something wrong with your magic core and you can't absorb magic power, you still have the blood of the Holander family, so you can practice your strength.

"When the time comes, you have a lot of tendon meat. Even if you can't break a big stone in your chest, you won't fall down when I push you!"

"My chest... my chest is broken by a big stone?" Bastian was stunned for a moment.

Irene's purple eyes suddenly lit up, "A boulder was smashed on my chest, and a brick was knocked on my forehead. I slept in the ice in winter without feeling cold, and basked in the scorching sun and braved the strong wind in summer.

"Practice martial arts hard to strengthen your body, race against time and never relax, defend the motherland and the border, guard the border and kill the enemy, you are a true hero."

After clicking her tongue, Irene's eyes became even more disgusted: "Hey! You don't even know this.

"It's over, it's over. It seems that not only are you physically weak, but your mind is also empty."

Bastian: "…………"

The previous arrogance was like being poured from start to finish by a vat of biting ice water.

The young man's figure slumped, and his whole body was in disaster.

When Eileen saw this, she almost burst out laughing!

That's right, that's right.

This guy is really just like Wan Yu'an. Good words and persuasion are useless. They can only stimulate self-esteem and inspire rebellious psychology.

This loser is really just a pencil that needs to be sharpened!

Secretly twisting her thigh, Irene suppressed the smile in her heart, waved her hand and said coldly:

"Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with a fool like you anymore, let's go, let's go.

"Where did you come from? Where are you going? Don't stay in our master's residence."

Bastian's lips were a little dry, and he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

He turned his gaze away, not daring to meet Eileen's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "That uncle has a good figure, is handsome, mature, stable and powerful. You still love your uncle deeply, right?"

When Irene was asked by him, Rodis' handsome face suddenly flashed in her mind.

Everything in the Royal Library was vivid in her mind. Rodis's kiss, the tenderness of his eyes, and his frank confession were all what she liked.

Even when Bastian broke in later, Rodis was afraid that she would be embarrassed and kept her tightly in his arms.

That protection also made her tempted.

But...Rodis is just an NPC, not to mention that he is also affected by the dragon's bloodline.

Love, ha!all fake!

I had experienced heart-breaking experiences in reality, and now in the fantasy world, how could I be stupid again?

Irene, who was silent as she was trapped in past memories, showed uncontrollable sadness in her eyes.

When Bastian saw it, his heart skipped a beat, and he smiled sarcastically:

"Haha! You are very angry with me. You should be scared when you meet my uncle!"

"You really love your uncle deeply, but it's a pity that your uncle hates you. Huh! Even if you don't get it, you can't use magic to despicably control him to kiss you!"

Erin: “…………???”