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Twins are naturally twice as dangerous.

Even without turning around, Natsuki Subaru could feel two pairs of eyes fixed on his back, like needles pricking him.

"Those two guys!"

Natsuki Subaru gritted his teeth and turned to look.

The fierce look immediately made the twin maids huddle together and tremble.

"What's wrong, Subaru-kun?"

Emilia looked over with a puzzled expression.

"There's nothing there, Emilia-tan~"

Natsuki Subaru immediately turned his head, his fierce expression instantly transforming into that of a sycophant, as if he were changing his face in a Sichuan opera.

The four of them entered the mansion in a 'friendly and harmonious' manner.

A magnificent crystal chandelier hangs overhead, radiating a dazzling rainbow-like light. Priceless oil paintings are casually displayed on the walls. Gilded railings gleam under the lights, and meticulously crafted stone sculptures are lifelike. Majestic knight armor reflects a gleaming metallic sheen...

Looking at the luxurious scene before him, Natsuki Subaru couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath.

"Damn rich people!"

Afterwards, somewhat reluctantly led by the twin maids, Natsuki Subaru met the owner of the mansion—Roswaal L. Mezzas.

A handsome man with flowing blue hair, dressed in the kind of well-tailored, ornate medieval aristocratic attire that you only see in movies.

Chapter 485 Roswaal

For some reason, Natsuki Subaru felt a strong sense of hostility the moment he saw him.

This may be the instinct of male animals.

After all, Roswaal is tall, handsome, and rich, making him the perfect partner in the eyes of most women.

After exchanging a few words, Roswaal's elegant demeanor and refined speech were truly captivating.

In contrast, Subaru Natsuki's hostility intensified, and there was also a hint of jealousy that he himself was unaware of.

Most importantly, Subaru Natsuki had already involuntarily revealed his hostility, but Roswaal, whether due to his deep scheming or his excellent self-control, didn't seem to care at all.

On the contrary, during the conversation, he would give full consideration to Subaru Natsuki and not neglect him at all.

However, Subaru Natsuki obviously didn't realize that Roswaal seemed more interested in him, the young and handsome man, than Emilia, the Russian girl.

The better Roswaal performed, the more irritated and uneasy Subaru Natsuki became.

He couldn't wait to show off in front of Emilia, and he talked a lot.

However, due to his shallow knowledge and biased thinking, the atmosphere of the conversation became very awkward.

Even Emilia couldn't help but show an awkward but polite smile.

As for the twin maids, their faces wore undisguised sarcasm.

The situation became quite awkward.

Gradually, Natsuki Subaru, who had been talking non-stop, also realized that something was wrong. He felt like a third-rate clown, trying his best to make people laugh, but the audience didn't buy it at all and watched him perform on stage with indifferent expressions.

To Subaru's utter surprise, someone unexpected came to his rescue.

Roswaal seemed to suddenly remember something, glanced at the large grandfather clock in the room, and then said with a smile:

"We've been chatting for quite a while now, and it's getting late. How about we have dinner together first?"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and turned slightly to a blonde maid behind him, saying:

"Frandelica, bring the food up."

The blonde head maid lifted her skirt and curtsied.

"Yes, Master."

"Ram (Rem) is here to help too!"

The two maids exchanged a glance and immediately spoke in unison.

The three maids quickly left the room.

Natsuki Subaru secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was extremely uncomfortable in the end, but he couldn't back down.

He glanced at Roswaal with a somewhat complicated expression.

It was already a miracle that the other party didn't laugh at him; they even came to his rescue, showing such generosity that he felt ashamed of himself.

This greatly changed Subaru Natsuki's impression of Roswaal, his potential rival.

What followed was a strong sense of frustration.

After money, looks, knowledge, and eloquence, he was completely outmatched by his opponent in personality and character.

You can't win against a rival like that!

Just then, a little girl appeared in the restaurant carrying a gray and white cat.

She wore a gorgeous princess dress, had a petite and adorable face, and her golden hair was curled into drill shapes, making her look incredibly cute.

The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and she hugged the cat tightly with a look of infatuation, occasionally rubbing her smooth little face against the cat's back, looking every bit the cat slave.

"Whose child is this? So cute."

To cover up his earlier embarrassment, Natsuki Subaru quickly changed the subject.

Who knew that opening my mouth would lead to such a disaster?

The little girl didn't appreciate it at all; instead, she rolled her eyes and looked at him with disdain.

"Don't talk to Betty!"

Natsuki Subaru's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. Although he managed to suppress his anger and not lose it on the spot, his words became sarcastic.

"Hey~ whose child is this? So rude!"

The little girl who called herself Betty glanced at him and sneered:

"It's just an unevolved monkey trying to imitate an adult; it's ridiculous."

Faced with Betty's personal attack, Subaru Natsuki's face instantly darkened.

"You little rascal, you're not cute at all."

"Those who call others 'kids' are clearly not much older themselves."

You wouldn't mistake your foolishness for a sign of maturity, would you?

The two were at loggerheads.

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly tense, Roswaal, as the host, showed no intention of stopping them. Instead, he watched with great interest as Subaru Natsuki and the drill-wielding loli engaged in a passionate exchange.

Kind-hearted Emilia, fearing that the two would continue arguing and the conflict would escalate, quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Beatles, good evening."

And Parker too.

Emilia said, waving at the cat.

Meow~!

The cat, with remarkable intelligence, extended its paw towards Emilia, seemingly wanting to jump onto her.

Left with no other choice, Betty reluctantly loosened her restraints, allowing her feline overlord to jump onto Emilia.

Seeing Betty's sullen expression, Subaru Natsuki couldn't help but chuckle.

Betty's face immediately turned cold, her eyebrows shot up, and without saying a word, she kicked Subaru Natsuki in the shin.

"what!"

Natsuki Subaru yelled, hugged his legs, and almost jumped up.

Once the pain subsided, he glared at Betty.

"You little brat!"

"Humph!"

Betty tilted her head, flicked the golden drill, and gave me a look that said, "I don't want to talk to you."

The little guy's arrogant appearance immediately made Subaru Natsuki's hands itching to act.

Just then, the restaurant door was pushed open.

Ram and Frederica pushed the cart full of plates into the restaurant, and then skillfully placed the sumptuous dishes in front of everyone.

I'll deal with you later!

Natsuki Subaru threatened Betty menacingly.

He was met with a pair of eye rolls in response.

Natsuki Subaru barely managed to hold back his outburst.

To distract himself, he began to look around.

He soon noticed that the blue-haired maid did not seem to have returned.

Where is Miss Rem?

He asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Guest, Rem has something she hasn't finished taking care of."

Ram replied indifferently.

"?"

Subaru Natsuki immediately sensed that Ram's attitude seemed a bit off.

The twins had been very close before leaving, but now they acted as if they were strangers. The contrast in their attitudes was just too much.

While Subaru Natsuki was still pondering, Roswaal raised his glass, the red liquid swirling in the crystal glass like blood.

"Welcome, distinguished guest, to my residence! Cheers!"

"cheers!"