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"Quincy, let's go!" Regulus said decisively.

"Huh? Aren't you going to the event?" Roxie wondered.

"Where do I get couples to kiss?!"

The witchy waitress stared at Quincy, "Isn't this Mr. Werewolf your boyfriend?"

Regulus almost spat out the mushroom soup he had just consumed, "Which one of you saw that he was my boyfriend?!"

"Isn't he? Don't you always dine with Miss Doreen? Today Miss Doreen didn't come with you, but this werewolf gentleman, and you're wearing a couple's outfit. ...... Isn't that what they call 'Forgetting morality because of beauty, abandoning close friends because of boyfriends'?"

There's something wrong with your brain！Regulus growled in his mind. How did you come up with this bullshit! What the hell does that cat teach you every day!

Quincy looked at Roxie and then at Regulus, at a loss for words, and wanted to explain something to the waitress, but Regulus was already almost out of sight, so he hurried to follow.

"Lord Regulus! Wait for me!" He caught up with the wizard, "Don't be angry! Miss Roxie misunderstood you, she was too blind to see the situation, you don't need to be angry!"

"Ivy or Roxie, why do they all think that?" Regulus muttered indignantly, "It's definitely their eyesight that's wrong! This town is hopeless! Everyone is so sick!"

"Don't take it out on the whole town!"

Regulus suddenly turned around. "Let's go back!"

Quincy panicked. Oh no, he wasn't going to summon some otherworldly beast to destroy the shop, was he, Roxie had only said the wrong thing and this was what had happened! No, he couldn't let that happen!

"You can't go back!" Quincy stopped the wizard.

"Why are you stopping me?"

"Calm down! You can't do this! Miss Roxie only misunderstood you, how can you kill her! And you can't destroy the whole shop! There are other customers inside!"

"I didn't ...... you let go of me!"

Quincy wrapped his arms around Regulus from behind, his arms tightening around his body; Regulus was so skinny, I wondered what he used to eat for three meals a day, how could he be so thin? If he couldn't give His Excellency a healthy diet, would he die of malnutrition? The thought of this made Quincy's heart twinge.

"I told you to let go of me!" Regulus yelled. People on the street pointed at them like they were monsters, ducking out of the way, no one daring to come within three metres of them.

"I will not let go of you! I can't let you make a big mistake!"

"Let go! Let me go back! Damn it, I just want to get back to the check!"

"Yoo-hoo, you're back? I was just about to call the police about someone eating a bully's dinner."

Regulus pulled out his wallet and paid, but he pointed at Roxie's nose and said, "You're not getting a tip!" Roxie ran into the kitchen in tears.

During this time, Quincy stared blankly at the cupcakes that were the prize for the event, lost in thought, in a way that reminded Regulus of a child staring greedily at the toys in a shop window. The difference is that Quincy is twice the height of a child and children don't just drool.

"Come on, Quincy!" the wizard called to his werewolf after settling the bill, and Quincy hesitated for a few seconds before responding to Regulus, following him reluctantly out of the restaurant. But he never took his eyes off the cupcakes, and Regulus was puzzled by the fact that they were just a few worthless cakes - well, he admitted that they did smell good, but they weren't that attractive, were they?

"Quincy," the wizard snapped at the back of the werewolf youth's head before calling back the werewolf's soul, "are you dying to eat that cake?"

Quincy rubbed his head and looked at Regulus miserably, "No! I ......" he paused, "I was just looking!"

What's with that subtle pause, Regulus thought to himself. If you want to eat, just say so! This guy is acting like a kid who didn't get a present at Christmas! He'll look at you with that sultry, wandering look from one Christmas to the next, for a whole year, and that's what happens when you don't give a child a present!

Regulus was getting another headache. Ever since the werewolf showed up at his house, his blood pressure never came down and the headaches became more and more frequent. In the long run, Regulus felt he had lost at least ten years of his life.

"Go back one more time." He said.

Quincy followed him in disbelief. They returned to the restaurant and the large dominatrix slumped over the till looked up slightly, "What? You guys got a conscience and came back to pay your tips?"

Regulus cut to the chase, "Can you sell me one of that cake? I'd pay twice ...... no, three times the price."

"No."

"Why? It's just a cake, I'm willing to pay for it, and you're not willing to sell it?"

"That's not for sale." Regulus guessed it must have spoken to Roxie in that tone often. "That's the prize for the event. I set the rules for the event, and if I break them now for you, then wouldn't I have no business integrity?"

"The rules can be changed!"

"No."

"How much will you sell it for?"

"Regulus-Bell, why are you being so annoying?" The cat slapped the counter hard, but unfortunately his flesh slapped against the wooden countertop without making a sound and without any intimidation, "It's a simple and approachable little event, a kiss, a picture and you can take home two cupcakes for less than ten seconds of your precious time. Why don't you just join the event and have to bullshit me here?"

"Doesn't this event require couples to kiss and take pictures? Where do I get couples?" Regulus grabbed 'The Grand Master of Movania' and fought to shake it.

"Wouldn't you just kiss that werewolf?!"

"It's not like he and I are ......"

The cat smeared a paw in Regulus' face, "It's not like anyone knows you're not a couple if you don't say so!"

"Then what am I going to do?!"

"You just kiss him Roxie! Roxie!" called 'The Grand Master of Movania'. The witchy waitress came trotting out of the kitchen with a Polaroid camera in her hand.

"Ready, The Grand Master!" she said, thinking she was holding a machine gun just from the tone of her voice.

"Wait! Don't shoot!" Quincy reached out and blocked the Polaroid camera, "You can't make Lord Regulus do something he doesn't want to do!"

Roxie dodged left and right, trying to find an opening to get Regulus in the shot, Quincy found he couldn't stop him and had to open his arms wide to block Regulus.

"Your Excellency, let's go!" He nudged the wizard, "Don't want that cake, I ...... us ......"

"No way! I must have the cake!"

Cat exclaimed, "What's with this strange competitive streak?!"

"Is it true that if we kiss and take a picture, we get the prize?" Regulus asked.

"Yeah."' The Grand Master of Movania' nodded.

The Wizard put it back on the counter and turned to Quincy with a heroic look on his face, "Come on!"

'The Grand Master of Movania' grinned and laughed. "Look at that look on your face! It's like you're going to the torture chamber! Is ...... this your first kiss well pfft pfft ......" It buried its head in its paws and looked like it would pass out laughing at any moment.

"Dang, of course not stupid cat!" Regulus blushed. Indeed it wasn't anymore. The first day the werewolf had entered his house, his first kiss had been ...... bah! Why did he have to remember that!

Quincy looked at him openly, "Your Excellency, really ......"

"Where's all the nonsense!" Regulus grabbed the lapels of Quincy's jacket and pulled him towards him, "I am Archmage Regulus, you are my loyal servant, I can't even give you a poor cake ......"

He closed his eyes and mentally cursed the stupid cat a million times. How dare a lowly mammal tease an Archmage like that. Just you wait, damn cat, one day I'll skin you and make you into a musical instrument and play it at home every day!

He felt Quincy take a step closer to him, the breath and heartbeat of the other man within his reach, and Regulus tensed up, his scalp tingling and goosebumps rising. He had never been more nervous than when he had tried those ancient spells that could kill the caster if he was not careful.

Something cold pressed against his lips, and Regulus' mind was so confused that he could barely realise it was Quincy's lips. The werewolf was kissing him. Quincy kissed him carefully, as if Regulus was a beautiful, fragile vessel made of glass that could be broken if he wasn't careful, or as if he was a blessed jewellery on the altar of God and any excessive contact was a sacrilege.

Regulus shuddered, not knowing whether to be angry or frightened. Why did the kiss take so long, he muttered, hadn't Roxie finished filming yet? But secretly he hoped the kiss wouldn't end too soon, the feeling of being treated with care and caution made him drift away and actually enjoy it a little.

After an unknown amount of time, the touch on the lips disappeared.Regulus opened his eyes and there before him was Quincy staring restlessly at his toes, not daring to look him in the eye at all, blushing to the base of his neck.Roxie's camera spat out a photo and she stuck it to the wall of photos circled by pink hearts, patting it to make sure it stayed firmly on the wall.

"The spring of love!" She gushed, "Ah, how wonderful to hope that if you sow the seeds in the spring, you will reap the fruits of love in the fall~"

"Beautiful, my ass!" Regulus stormed, "Why don't you give me that crap cake!"

"Are you going to eat it here, or pack it?" Roxie glanced at Regulus' expression and spat out her tongue, "I'll get the boxes for packing."

She brought two cute shaped pink cardboard boxes, packed two cupcakes and handed them to Quincy.

"Let's go!" Regulus said, "I'm never coming back to this shithole!"

"Thank you for your patronage and I look forward to seeing you again!" Cat said from behind him.