At least Sawami used his head and thought about their interactions and how Ryuu reacts to him, resulting in him realizing instead of letting simmering.
I meant to like that
Everyone going crazy like some of ya'll really about to burst some veins. If a story is causing so much strife I would either drop it or let marinate to speed run it. Or just forget this volume exists, it's not like you can control the author, so it better to keep the good memories you have of it. However, I guess this the emotional reaction vould be what the author wants to archive, hmmm. Good strategy, know that I think about it.
How those guys at the end, it's been a while since I've read this.
Tried to make the novel but it looks like the timelines aren't aligned. I guess they rearranged it for the manhwa.
Stalker looking like The Grudge when she came out from under the table.
I agree and i was like wtf that is creepy
Chapter 94 reminds me of Detective Conan plot but with Anya's power which is hilarious (and the guy surviving).
that's the point though, it's a reference for detective conan
Yeah, I know it is also reminds me of Kindaichi Case Files, too. I just point it out because it was hilarious because the perpetrator thought they would get away with it, but alas their plan was folied by Anya Psi-Holmes right there listening in. (Though Loid would have find the perpetrator, anyway.)
Someone, plz me who is the Ml because I dont want to be emotionally invest and disappointed. I don't want it to be the Duke, I'm almost tired of black hair ml (in straight ones, too). I don't need second lead syndrome with Cedric.
Everything indicates it's the Duke
Figures, well time to pretend I never read this.
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Wow, this reminds me of my brother who was three at the time. I was going to walk my friend to her apartment building and my brother wanted to come but I told him no and to wait until I came back. 10 minutes later, I came back to my mom looking frankly for my brother and shouting his name. I rush out looking up and down in my apartment building hoping to find him and then speed outside, scared out of my mind. I rush back to your apartment only to find him in our mother's arms pouting and glaring at me like it was my fault. He was hiding underneath the living room table, sulking cause I wouldn't take him. Urgh, scared half my life off and I was 8.