[Luck]

Zhōngguó made a face in my direction, a clear attempt to provoke or elicit some sort of reaction. However, it didn't bother me in the slightest. If anything, it only made my amusement grow. I could feel a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips, but I chose not to indulge him. My attention gradually shifted away, and I soon ignored the weapon who was clearly trying to rile me up for his own entertainment. The soft hum that drifted from his direction served as a quiet backdrop, but I paid it no mind, busying myself with putting the petals away in their proper place.

"Why aren't you as excited as I thought you'd be?" His voice broke through the quiet, carrying a tone of curiosity. By now, he had already made himself comfortable, sprawled lazily across my bed like it was his own personal lounging spot. I could feel his eyes on me.

With a quiet sigh, I swept my fringe away from my face, tucking the stray strands behind my ear. Slowly, I raised my head from the mask I had been inspect
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