Inna glared at him before looking away to sulk.
She puffed up her cheeks as she avoided eye contact. To add on to the cuteness, she crossed her arms childishly.
Usually, this 'technique' would work on a lot of people since she looks cute doing it.
But she kept forgetting that she was in a different body so the only thing Solomon saw was a childish and stubborn brat imitating a Hunting Squirrel. These were brown squirrels who had hidden sacks on their cheeks but had a devil's reputation for being a known killer. They actually hide the edible parts of the dead corpses, of the animals they killed, inside their cheeks.
And he actually saw a huge and uncanny resemblance of such a deadly animal in Inna.
"You should get a Hunting Squirrel as a pet. I think you'll get along perfectly. If it doesn't eat you, of course."
Inna's face scrunched up as she heard his words.
What the fuck is a 'Hunting' Squirrel.....?
Seeing that her 'charm' wasn't working, Inna was about to surrender. But then, as she uncrossed her arms, her elbow felt something by the other side of the bed. It was strangely in mid-air when she felt it hit her elbow.
She looked over and she saw her most brilliant 'idea' floating peacefully above her covers.
Ah! That! I still have that!
While Solomon was still planning out on how to go about kicking her out of the school, Inna was slowly planning in her mind.
And when Solomon finally had the procedure in his mind, Inna suddenly stood up and thrust her hand towards his face.
Her speed was abnormally faster than Solomon's since he barely had any Combat experience. So, he was unable to react in time.
Solomon winced and prepared for an impact but he just felt a small 'whoosh' passing towards his face.
He looked at Inna in confusion as he tried to make sense on what was happening now.
"What are you doing? Are you going crazy again? I thought we fixed that crazy attitude of your---"
"Don't move!"
Inna screamed as she pointed her half-clenched hand on Solomon's face.
Solomon was a bit startled by her sudden scream.
"Did you finally snap?! What do you think you're doing?!"
"I'm threatening you! Isn't that obvious?"
Inna raised an eyebrow as she smirked.
Meanwhile, Solomon was still utterly confused.
Uhhh, threatening him with what?
Inna seemed to ignore his confusion as she continued to talk.
"You don't really want to suffer, right? So, why don't you just take back what you said about me leaving? Hmmm?"
Solomon was still really confused on where she suddenly had the courage from. It's like a sudden flip in her emotions!
"What can you even do to me?"
He huffed arrogantly as he tried to follow Inna's crazy way of thinking.
"Is that a 'no'? Do you really want to see yourself suffer?"
Inna smirked as she thrust the thing in her hands forwards.
Solomon instinctively tried to move back but he was too slow.
The 'thing' on Inna's hand suddenly covered Solomon's face.
At first, Solomon felt nothing but air. But on the moment that Inna thrust her hand, he felt that his face was inside of 'something.'
And after a second, he breathed in and smelled something absolutely horrid and disgusting.
He tried to hold his breath but the memory of the disgusting stink made him gag involuntarily.
This made him inhale the horrible scent more and more until it became a cycle of retching and inhaling.
After few torturous seconds, he finally found his voice.
"M-ma….a-ake… i-it… s-sto….op…"
Hearing his chocked up plea, Inna withdrew the sphere of collected 'air' from his face.
"So? Now are you willing to agree?"
She smirked as she saw Solomon gasping for air.
After regaining his sanity, Solomon fully glared at her.
"You! You evil, vile, and disgusting woman! What is that?!"
He pointed at the almost invisible sphere of 'air' on her palm.
"Hmmm? Oh, this? This is the product of my pure genius!"
She said proudly as she waved it around his face.
Seeing the sphere, he recalled the few seconds of torture he experienced being trapped in such a toxic environment. Solomon was thoroughly traumatized by it so he took a step back and shuddered in fear and disgust. In fact, the memory of the smell still lingers in his nose and he's unable to get rid of it no matter how hard he rubs his nose.
He looked at Inna's hand cautiously as he spoke.
"What kind of spell is that?! Why is it so disgusting?! Were you planning on suffocating me to death?! Were you actually planning to kill me?!"
Solomon became frantic as he tried to check what spell that 'thing' was from. But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he can't seem to remember anything that had an effect so disgusting to even comprehend. And that means… if he didn't know the spell used… he won't be able to dispel it! In fact, even if he tried nullifying it, it might even make the spell worse if it fails. With no chance to dispel and nullify, he's completely defenseless against such magic!
And what's worse, he'll be at the mercy of this little crazed demon!
Seeing him so frazzled and hysteric, Inna couldn't help but let out a huge laugh.
But her laughter was prickling Solomon's pride as he heard her.
"Stop laughing! I'm serious! What is that?!"
Inna wiped a tear that appeared from too much laughing. She sobered up as she looked at him with amused eyes.
"Promise me first you won't kick me out. Or else…"
She held out the sphere again and tauntingly waved it near his face.
Shuddering from the thought of suffering from that torture again, Solomon quickly agreed.
"Okay! Fine! I won't kick you out! Happy?"
He glared at her but Inna returned his animosity with a sweet smile of her own.
"Yep."
Heh....
Inna, 2
Solomon, 0