You Only Look Average At Best

"What question?" I asked

"It's just that earlier, you said that Lucille was your girlfriend or wife and something else I didn't understand." Astrid slowly said with a pensive look on her face. 

"So I was wondering what kind of relationship you have with her. Is she simply a friend you just met...Or something else like you mentioned?" She really strained her last sentence.

"Let me ask you a question, Astrid." I said with a strange look on my face, in reply to her question.

"Do you think I can make Lucille; the princess of an entire race, a future queen who will rule over all of humanity, into my girlfriend in 15 minutes?...Do you really think I have such a heaven-defying charm?" 

"No. Definitely not." Astrid absent-mindedly replied.

"Especially when you possess none of that heaven-defying charm you speak off, and look only a little better than average, compared to other humans."

"And there you have your answer to the question you asked." I said and then continued in a sarcastic voice, with a low-spirited smile on my face 

"...I would never have a chance at getting together with a girl like her, when I only look average at best, just like you said."

I said the exact opposite of what I was saying earlier when I was boasting about my charm; which attracts women left and right, and was acting like I was really dejected by reality.

Hearing the self-mockery in my voice, Astrid realised what she told, and quickly said, in a panic fearing that I'd misunderstand her intentions

"No! No! I didn't mean it like that! I was just rating how you look based on your human race's standards. I don't personally think you look average and..and actually think you look quite handsome."

"It's fine, Astrid. You don't need to say those words just for my sake. Your pity is more hurtful than the words you said." 

I dramatically said in a low voice, as if I was deeply affected by what she said and wouldn't recover from the blow for a while.

"No! I'm definitely not saying that you look good, out of pity, like you think I am. I genuinely think you look way better than any human I've seen, be it in this school or anywhere else!" 

She exclaimed as if she wouldn't back down on her words, with panic in her eyes. 

She then, all of a sudden, took both my hands and held them together in the palms of both her hands, like we were both praying to God, and exclaimed 

"You have to trust me on this! I'm serious!"

She looked like she really didn't want me to misunderstand her for some reason, even though we just met. And it didn't seem like she was going to let go of my hands until I understood what she was trying to say.

Seeing her look so flustered, it made me want to tease her more, so I agilely pulled my hands away from her soft and delicate-looking hands, leaving her to hold nothing in place.

Astrid seemed to have thought, that I was so dissatisfied with what she said, that I didn't even want my hands to be held by her. 

The poor girl looked so wronged, that her eyebrows fluttered like she was about to cry.

But before she could say another word, she cried out in surprise, when I suddenly grabbed her hands out of nowhere, like she did to me, with a cheeky smile on my face. 

But this time, it wasn't her two hands cupping mine. But I was holding her two hands in between mine.

Although her figure was big, her hands were still smaller than mine, so I could hold her hands firmly. But unfortunately, because of our height difference, it looked as if a child was asking forgiveness to the Lord, along with the kind, big-chested sister of the chapel. 

Not expecting my sudden action, her grey eyes flickered and her pale pink lips trembled, after being held in such an intimate manner by a boy of another race. 

Her face flushed, and she looked left and right to see if anyone was near the classroom. And let out a sigh of relief when she saw there was no one nearby.

But this didn't stop her from trying to pull her hands away, which I denied by holding them even firmer.

I even lowered my hands, which forced Astrid to bend down a little more, allowing her face to be much closer to mine, to the point where I could even slightly feel her chest brushing mine, because of how big they were, and how much space they took in front of her.

Her eyes trembled after seeing how close we were, and there was even a hint of anticipation in them, as if she was wondering if I was going to kiss her, noticing how our lips were only a few inches away from each other.

Seeing her look at my lips so warily, I laughed and said

"Don't worry. I'm not going to kiss you or anything"

This made her cheeks redden a bit, as if she were embarrassed that her devious thoughts were seen through. 

She also let out a sigh of relief, seeing that I didn't have any intention of kissing her. But through 'Resonance' I could also feel that there was also a slight bit of disappointment hidden in her relief, which only gave me the go-ahead to what I was going to do next.

While she relaxed herself, after I said that I wouldn't do anything to her, my next words made her taut up once again, to the extent of even her cow ears standing up in fright.

"I'm not going to kiss you...That is, unless you answer my question."

Her face, which had a look of relief, started to panic once again. 

She tried even harder to pull her hands away from mine and escape into the classroom, but failed miserably due to my iron grip on her hands. 

She looked left and right to see if anyone was walking by in this corridor, but this time it seemed as if she wanted someone to save her. 

But seeing that no one came through this corner of the building, she resigned herself to fate and looked at me with a pitiful expression, as if she were a frightened calf in front of a wolf that had its claw over her neck.

"You really won't do anything if I answer your question?" She asked nervously in a low voice, completely losing the cool and calm persona she had before, and acted like a timid little girl.

"Of course. I'm a man of my word." I reassured. 

"Then quickly ask your question. So we can go in...It's embarrassing if someone sees us like this."

"Oh. You still want to let me in, even after I threatened to kiss you?" I asked, looking a little surprised, and then said with a sly look on my face.

"...Now I'm starting to wonder if you're just a naive little girl. Or someone who's planning to do something to me in that classroom, where no one else can see us and where we can do whatever we want."

Astrid blushed, understanding what I meant and quickly refuted saying 

"I do need you to do something with me. But it's nothing like what you're thinking of... S-So don't get your thoughts twisted!"

"Is that so? What a pity." I sighed.