"What? What are you . . . talking about?" Miyu asked, her face pale.

Euphemia gazed at her icily and stepped closer.

"I died because my fiancé wanted to marry you and when he couldn't, he decided to kill me instead," Euphemia said.

"N-no, I have no idea what you're talking about," Miyu said.

"Matsuya Hiro killed me because of you," Euphemia said, her eyes burning with rage but her voice running icy cold.

"Miyu, I think we should go," Glenn said.

"You died because of me?" Miyu asked, her eyes wide and horrified.

"That's right. Your crazy fan killed someone and that someone is me! Would you like me to repeat it for you again?" Euphemia asked.

"N-no," Miyu said weakly.

"I died because of you and you have the audacity to show yourself in front of me! I died because of you!" Euphemia screamed.

Glenn stood up from the sofa and went behind Miyu. He held her shoulders from behind.

"Miyu, let's go," Glenn said softly.

"I'm s-so-"

"You murderer," Euphemia said.

"Shush, it's not your fault," Glenn whispered.

"Get out," Euphemia said.

"I didn't mean to . . ."

"GET OUT!" Euphemia screamed.

Glenn put his arm around Miyu and pulled her alongside him. The two went out of the room, leaving Euphemia alone.

"Euphee? I heard you screaming! Are you okay?" Lucien asked, looking like he had hurried over.

Euphemia turned to look at him then her face scrunched up and tears fell from her eyes. She rushed to him and hugged him tight, burying her face on his chest.

Lucien patted her head gently with his right hand and hugged her with his left hand.

"Did they do something to you? Do you want me to burn them?" Lucien asked, his eyes flickering into gold.

Euphemia shook her head while still buried on his chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Lucien asked.

Euphemia shook her head and just hugged him as if her life depended on it.

*

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"Miyu, pull yourself together!" Glenn said.

The two were outside the gates of the new Ashburn mansion.

"S-she died because of me," Miyu mumbled.

Glenn shook her by the shoulders.

"That wasn't your fault!" Glenn shouted.

Miyu turned her anguished gaze towards Glenn.

"But she was killed by one of my fans!" Miyu said.

"You're not the one who killer her! Her death is not your fault! Or did you have a relationship with her fiancé?" Glenn said.

"No! I just knew him because he would always try to talk to me during fan events. I was in love with another man! The man I killed myself over!" Miyu said.

"And do you blame him for that?" Glenn asked.

"At first, yes. I blamed him and Hanako. They betrayed me but ultimately, it was my decision to end my life. I just didn't want to be in the same world where they still were," Miyu said sadly.

Glenn patted her head with a concerned look. "It's the same with her, Miyu. Her death wasn't your fault. Her murderer may be your fan but you yourself had nothing to do with his decision kill her."

"But . . ." Miyu said, still looking unconvinced.

"Did you encourage that man? Did you tell that him that you wanted to marry him?" Glenn asked.

"No, of course not. I had no interest in that person at all," Miyu said.

"Then it's not your fault. He was obsessed with you and must have deluded himself that you were going to be his bride and when that didn't happen, he killed her," Glenn said.

"I still feel terrible for her death," Miyu said.

"It was terrible of her to blame you when you had nothing to do with it," Glenn said.

"Maybe she didn't know I had nothing to do with it. Maybe she thought her fiancé and I were having an affair," Miyu said.

"Do you want to explain to her?" Glenn asked.

"Yes . . . but I have a feeling she's just going to scream at me again," Miyu said.

"Then let it pass first. We don't need to do everything in a day," Glenn said.

Miyu nodded. "I guess so."

Glenn put his arm around her shoulder.

"So, where do you want to go?" Glenn asked.

"Huh? Aren't we going back to the palace?" Miyu asked.

"You look like you've just lost your pet. I can't bring you back looking like that," Glenn smirked.

Miyu raised an eyebrow. "Do you still have money?"

Glenn wagged his eyebrows and smiled confidently. "Lots and lots of it."

"Then, treat me. I want to eat comfort food," Miyu said with a grin.

"Oh, nice! You finally smiled! What's comfort food though?" Glenn asked.

The two started walking while Glenn's arm was still over Miyu's shoulder.

"It's food you eat to feel good when you're down," Miyu said.

"But you're smiling already. You don't need comfort food anymore. We can go to the palace now," Glenn said.

Miyu stomped his foot.

"Ouch!"

"Food?"

"Yes, food for the lady who keeps hurting me," Glenn said.

Miyu elbowed his rib.

"Ouch!"

Miyu laughed.

"Are you a sadist? Shouldn't a Saintess be pure and nice? Why do you keep injuring me?" Glenn asked, pretending to look pitiful.

"Yeah, right. Then they should have just summoned one from a convent and not a girl who just killed herself," Miyu shrugged.

"The summoning must have been really random for it to get you as the Saintess," Glenn said while casting healing magic over his foot and ribs.

"Why? Do you want a different Saintess?" Miyu asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Maybe someone with . . . bigger breasts?" Glenn said.

Miyu grabbed his arm that was around her shoulder and twisted it.

"Aaaaarrrrghhh!!!!"

"You pervert!"

"No, I was just kidding!"

"So, do you still want a different Saintess?"

"No! I don't need a different Saintess! All I need is you!"

"Really? Just me?"

"Yes! Please let go! It's going to come off! Aarrggghh!"

Miyu released his arm. Glenn rubbed his shoulder.

"You're a sadist," Glenn said, looking like a sad puppy.

"No, you're just fun to mess with. It's a good thing you can heal yourself," Miyu said.

Glenn sucked in air inside his cheeks.

Miyu put her hands at his cheeks and pushed, releasing the air.

"Come on, you still have to feed me, my personal credit card," Miyu said.

Glenn sighed and smiled wryly.

"Hold hands?" Glenn asked.

"Why?" Miyu asked, raising an eyebrow.

Glenn pouted and placed his hand inside his back pocket. "Fine, it's okay."

Miyu snickered and put her hand inside his back pocket.

Glenn's eyes widened.

"You're touching my butt," Glenn said, looking shocked.

Miyu glared at him. "I'm touching your hand! Now, get it out of your pocket!"

Glenn got his hand out of his back pocket. The two walked the streets while holding hands.

"Pervert," Glenn whispered.

"You're the pervert," Miyu answered back.

"You touched my butt," Glenn said.

"You like big breasts," Miyu said.

"In my defense, I think yours are perfectly fine already," Glenn said.

Miyu gave him a disgusted look.

"I knew you were a creep," Miyu said.

"Now, I'm not?" Glenn asked with a grin.

"Now, you're a pervert," Miyu said.

"Do you want underwear for your next gift?" Glenn asked with an excited look.

"If you're prepared to have the thing you're wearing underwear over to be brutally injured then go ahead," Miyu said.

Glenn paled.

Miyu laughed.

*

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"We're here. I do hope there are still tables available," Glenn said.

It looked like the medieval equivalent of a restaurant bar. This was a restaurant pub with wooden walls and floors.

"Come in! We still have a table!" A staff said and ushered them inside.

"Table for a couple!" The staff said.

"Over here!" Another staff answered.

"Please, sit over there, Ma'am and Sir," the staff said.

"This restaurant gives couples a discount," Glenn said.

Miyu gave him a horrified look. "Is that why you wanted to hold hands?!"

Glenn laughed. "No way. You believed that? I thought you had trust issues, Miyu."

Miyu tugged his long green hair.

"Ouch! Not my hair please!"

"So, why did you want to hold hands?" Miyu asked.

"Can you let go of my hair first?" Glenn pleaded.

Miyu tugged his hair again. "Nope. Answer me first."

"Here's our menu. Just call us if you've already decided," a staff said.

"Miyu, let's order first. Aren't you hungry?" Glenn asked with a pleading look.

"Fine," Miyu said and let go of his hair.

Glenn breathed a sigh of relief.

The menu had painted pictures of the food which were done in great detail.

"The fried chicken looks delicious," Miyu said, staring intently at the mini painting of a fried chicken on the menu.

"Ready to order?" Glenn asked.

Miyu nodded. Glenn called over a staff.

"One order of fried chicken, golden stag steak, and a jug of fairy rose ale," Glenn said.

"Oh, and rice too please!" Miyu added.

The staff repeated the order and left.

"Golden stag steak? Fairy rose ale? What the hell are those?" Miyu asked.

"Golden stags are found in the Cindersnap Forest. They're stags with gold hide and are really evasive creatures. Their meat is really delicious though. As for fairy rose, it can only be found in the Vyridian Woods. They change colors every season and glow during the night. They're really expensive but again, really delicious. Lucky for you, the man you're with has lots of gold," Glenn said with a proud grin.

"I see. Now, tell me why you wanted to hold hands," Miyu said.