Romantic Fantasy Rule 3: Want to spark some love between two people? First, make them hate each other. Hatred is lightning, and affection is thunder. When one is blinded by the lightning, they hear the ringing of the thunder.1

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“How are you?”0

“Yes, I feel great. I had such a good night’s sleep. How about you? Did you rest well?”0

“I feel refreshed, too. Maybe it’s because of the good dream I had. I feel like having two pieces of toast this morning now.”0

“Oh. I really want to hear what kind of dream you had. How do you feel about dining together?”0

“Oh my. That sounds wonderful!”0

“Hoho.”0

On the way to Sormwin Academy, the students greeted each other with elegant smiles and words. “Oh, my,” and “Hoho,” were heard from here and there on the magnolia-lined road.0

Even a choir of baby birds or a garden of tulips in full bloom couldn’t be more peaceful than this scene. This precious moment, sparkling like a diamond, would cleanse anyone’s soul.1

“Ah, Lady Goldencup. Are you having a fine morning?”0

And diamond was nothing more than a slightly shiny coal. It burned really well when it was lit.0

“No! I’m not at all fine!”0

“Huh?”0

The Inquisitor smiled brightly at the young lady who had greeted him. “There’s no way I’m fine! I almost got killed by those assassin bastards last night, so I couldn’t sleep all...0