78 78 Story Forced Love Comedy Strategy (2)




But ...... my slump of thirty years has come to an end!

 Dorothea barks, pointing her index finger at Allen and the others.
 Her eyes shine brightly, and she radiates the intimidation of a predator.

When I saw the two of them, I got the jitters! I knew that this combination would be a good reference for my next work! That's why I want you to make out with her as soon as possible!
That's why I want you to flirt with me!" "So, we don't get along like that. ......
If that's the case, I don't care if you're acting! I'm asking you to do this!
"Even if you say so, ......

 Allen choked on his words.

 I don't know what to do, even if you're asking me to flirt.
 In addition, Allen has just sealed off his feelings for Charlotte. If he provokes her too much, it will come out. If that happens, ...... there will be no way to recover.

 That's when he found a way out.
 He patted Charlotte on the shoulder.

No, I'm going to have to say no! I don't think Charlotte would like that!
"What? Is it me, ......?
Yeah. Pretending to be a lover with a man you don't like is ...... impossible, isn't it?

 I'm sure most women would not like that. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that. If it had been a normal woman, she would certainly not have liked it.

 But Charlotte paused and then ...... turned her head slightly. And then, in a mosquito-like voice, she said.

It's not that I don't want to ......
I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.

 I didn't understand her words right away.

 You will find a lot of things that you can do to make your life easier.
 There was a faint hint of vermilion on her cheek. Charlotte slowly raised her head and looked up at Allen.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

 I'm not sure what to say.

 I'm not sure what to do.
 It's because Allen hit his head on a nearby wall. He hit his head with all his might.

 That made Lu get up and scream in protest, "Gah! in protest.
 Charlotte rushed over to Allen, who was cowering on the floor.

What's wrong, Mr. Allen? Are you okay?
"Oh, ......, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I almost lost my mind and had to administer first aid.
What the ...... hell is wrong with you? Your forehead is all red!
Oh, yeah, yeah. No problem. I'm fine.

 My heart was racing as Charlotte looked into my face with concern, though I was slightly calmer now that I had hit my head. My body became so hot that it felt like it was on fire, and my breathing started to become quite erratic.

 I felt as if my emotions, which I had sealed up tightly, were about to overflow.

(This is not good. ......! (Oh no, ......!) Even a makeshift first aid would not work. ......!

 It would be useless to stop my heart.
 Dorothea cheers as Allen suffers, unable to move.  

I'm not sure what to say. I knew my romantic comedy antennae were in order! You can't see this kind of fresh, raw romantic comedy even if you pay for it!

 He continued to cackle and scribble away on his notepad at a furious pace. He seems to be enjoying himself very much.
 Allen felt a strong urge to kill her, but he managed to overcome it with his steel will.