Rebirth Of The Tree Fujoshi 38 Misunderstanding

"Oh hey, it's you!" Is what I was about to blurt out, but before I could a super duper sharp sword was pointed at my small fairy body. My immediate reaction was to put my hands up, like he was a police officer about to arrest me, but then I realized I did nothing wrong, is he really that mad over b.u.mping into him? Is he a germaphobe? But he's wearing a military outfit, seems pretty accomplished too, but there's no way he could go though a war without getting dirty, so he can't be a germaphobe.

The familiar ikemen scans over me warily, the hallway full of tension, my body stiff from the uncomfortableness.

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...h-how long is he going to keep staring. I can't take this anymore, I'm about to go insane. Without another thought, I dash towards his face. I latch onto his cheek, out of view from his peripheral vision, the stubble on his chin poking my legs. I really couldn't face the suffocating gaze of this ikemen, too intense!

I feel him freeze up, his face twitching. Then, before I could do anything, grabs and pulls me off the side of his face. I'm now trapped in this cage called an ikemen's hands. His hand slowly squeezes my body, pressuring me to say something. Slowly looking up, I meet my eyes with his and say," L-Long time no see, Manbun."

"...Manbun?" He touches the back of his head, as if affirming I was talking about him. His gruff and deep voice with a slight hint of killing intent causes me to melt a little in his grip. I don't know if it's because I have ears now, but his voice is even s.e.xier than before.

I quickly try to stabilize myself while also trying to lower the chances of me being killed in 5 seconds," What's up? Oh, do you recognize me?"

Note to self: trying to act cute makes the situation worse. I think the 'What's up?' triggered something from him? After all, it's seem to be an unused phrase in this world.

Manbun stares at me, a fire blazing in his eyes and commands,"You go back to your leader and tell him that I won't let him get away with what he did, I'll find him and I'll kill him with my own two hands," his grip on me got a little stronger until he finally tosses me to the ground, looking at me like I'm trash, and walks past me.

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Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, what? What just happened, did I get mistaken for someone else? Does he hate me now? Wah, what did I do to deserve this?