"Oooh, look at all these pretty things," Eris cooed as she traced the outline of the hard metal with her fingers.
"For the hundredth time, stop touching the bombs!" Dante huffs out in frustration. His forehead was creased as he stared at the stubborn woman who kept testing his patience.
It has not been long since the two of them had been acquainted, only half a year. And within those six months, he had already been stumped like crazy. The first time he saw her was weird because he instantly felt unpleasant while looking at her face.
'I remembered it hurts. Looking at her hurts.'
It was strange indeed because it was the first time that he had seen her. Having to feel those strange emotions were a mystery to him, until now.
