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That was Diabel's first impression of Klein.

-- It can be said that it is so bad that it explodes.

It's such a cowardly person! How dare he sit in front of Artoria!

He! Reside! Correct! Dare! Dry! Join! I! All! Not! Yes! Dry! Pass! Target! Affair!

Diabel was furious.

But in order to maintain a perfect image in front of Artoria, the knight hides his anger under a seemingly calm exterior.

"What a coincidence, Artoria San, I didn't expect you to be here." Diabel placed his hand on the shoulder of the red-haired man in front of him, who had his back to him. "Who is this gentleman? I'd love to get to know you. ”

The knight's palm was secretly straining, trying to pinch the hateful man.

He succeeded, and the man in front of Diabel turned around with a frown, presumably irritated by the pain in his right shoulder.

Sensing the red-haired man scrutinizing him, the blue-haired knight gave him a hostile look.

――――Garbage, don't stand up for me yet!

It stands to reason that an otaku like this, who knows at a glance that he is a loser in life, will generally choose to avoid the edge under his gaze, and then silently soften.

-- This is the food chain of society, and the current charge is always greater than the otaku.

But the man in front of him didn't, Diabel had already seen his eyes shake for a moment, but the man seemed to think of something, and then his eyes became unwavering.

I knew this bastard was plotting against Miss Artoria!

Don't you think about being tough with me? This is clearly a manifestation of not wanting to coax in front of the girl you like!

Okay, little rabbit, you're very fat!

“....... Nice to meet you, sir. ”

Thinking so, Diabel felt that his expression was almost unbearable.

“…… Hello," Mr. Klein didn't really know Diabel's appearance, he just knew that there was a player named Diabel who was pursuing Artoria.

Klein frowned and twisted his shoulder, and the twist of the joint prompted Diabel's hand to leave his right shoulder.

"I'm Klein, please advise." Although the face is a little ugly, you can't be sloppy in introducing yourself.

"Diabel." The blue-haired knight reluctantly nodded at the red-haired man in front of him.

Klein's eyes widened in surprise when he heard Diabel's name, and he looked at him more closely.

The armor is the equipment that he dropped when he attacked the wild mini-boss, and the two-handed sword is the best sword that can be bought on the market now, and the handsome appearance is many times better than his decadent uncle's face. Perhaps Diabel is the eldest son of the parliamentarian family in reality, and the momentum that has been above everyone for a long time is not comparable to that of a small company employee, and perhaps this is the reason why he wants to actively lead everyone when attacking the first level, this kind of person will never be willing to be left behind.

Seeing this man with "I'm a high-end gamer" written on the top and bottom, Klein felt a little cowardly.

Oh no, it's bad, this is directly lost at the starting line, how can this battle be fought......

Just as Klein was pondering how to win Diabel, Diabel stepped forward and held out his hand to Artoria with great grace.

"Miss Artoria, do I have the honor to express your life-saving grace on the first floor today?"

Hahaha, you despair, red-haired monkey! Dare to steal my wife with me? Die for the dead house or something!

It's over, Klein thought.

It is said that love is the first to be strong, and the second to suffer, there is no corner of the wall that cannot be dug up, and there is no red apricot that cannot be pulled out of the wall. As long as the man is stalking and his own conditions are good, there is no route that cannot be tackled. (This is pure fart)

Sunlight shone in through the window of the diner, striking Diabel, who was reaching out to Artoria, causing his armor to reflect an icy blue sheen, and beside him, the girl sat gracefully in her chair, as if she was shyly hesitating to accept the invitation of the man in front of her.

For a moment, Klein felt that the two of them were a good match.

Klein, Klein, why do you think that? What's the difference between you and a general who lost before he even went to war?

Mr. Klein asked himself inwardly.

But he still felt that the two people in front of him almost met the expectations of most people for the golden boy and girl, and he was like a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, the most ridiculous person.

-- Mr. Klein closed his eyes in agony, like a prisoner waiting for his death sentence to be announced.

"This ...... The ......" came the girl's expected hesitant voice, as if she was ashamed to face Diabel's straight ball.

Sure enough, you really like him......

Klein smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, I said that there is no wall in the world that I can't attack!

The corners of Diabel's mouth rose slightly.

”...... Although...... I'm sorry though, but ...... But can it ...... Will you allow me to refuse? Klein heard the girl say.

Belch?

Whew?

What's going on?

Klein opened his eyes in disbelief.

-- Diabel seems to have been struck by this information and fell into a petrified state. Next to him, the blonde girl was sticking out her tongue in embarrassment, but her gaze seemed to be staring at him reluctantly

――――Dessert left on the table????

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