Dorothea scribbled a few words on her notepad, then looked at Allen and smirked.

Charlotte seems to be fine. What about Mr. Allen?
What do you mean?
"Pretend girlfriend. Why don't you like him?

　Allen choked on the question with a grin.
　It's too dirty a question. He knew that Charlotte would be hurt the moment he said "no".
　But I was also afraid to assert that I wanted to pretend to be her lover. The moment he said it, something would end.

　Allen hesitated and hesitated and hesitated. .......

"Hmm, if that's the case ......

　He smiled briskly at Charlotte with determination.

This kind of childish play is also in the ...... wrong category!
Is that so?
Yes, it is!　So let's do it for now!　It's a game and it's not intended to be a game, so come on!　Hey!
...... I don't know what it is, but I think I got away.

　Dorothea clucked her tongue at him.
　But we got through it. Allen is relieved.

(Let's just do the rest ......, it's impossible for us to pretend to be lovers ......)

　Charlotte didn't seem to mind playing along, but she was almost as frozen as Allen was.
　Even if she tried to pretend to be his girlfriend, she wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Allen had no idea what would happen to ...... him if he was approached aggressively.

　Anyway, I'll try to behave like I always do.
　When he had made up his mind, Dorothea said in a light-hearted tone.

So now that we're on the same page. From now on, you can flirt with me as I instruct you.
What?

　It was truly a bolt from the blue.
　But Dorothea made it easy for her.

But Dorothea simply said, "Of course not. If I wait for you to voluntarily flirt with me, even I, an elf, will die of old age.
"That's it?　Is that so much to ask of you?

　I wanted to think that after all these years, I would be able to do something about it .......
　But this development is very bad. I was relieved that neither of us would be able to do anything voluntarily.
　And yet, with a third party, and this Dorothea's instructions, it would not be a good thing.

　While Allen was shaken, Dorothea smiled at him.

I'm a master of romance, and I've made tens of thousands of readers fall in love with me!　I'm sure I can make you both fall in love with me in no time!
If you're a master, don't drag us into this. ...... You can write about your own experiences.
I've never been in love myself.
"So you can write a romance novel with ...... that?
"Absolutely. If you can only write about what you've really experienced, all historical novelists are mass murderers.

　Dorothea said, and turned her distant gaze toward the day after tomorrow.

I'm not sure what to make of that. Creators like us are like creepy bugs behind a big stone. We are those fragile creatures who create works driven by our longing for the sun, and die the moment we adapt to the sun. ......
"Isn't that a statement you should apologize to all the creators in the world for?
"But don't they also say that virgins can draw more erotic works?
I don't know anything about that crazy myth.
Mr. Allen, Mr. Allen. What's ......?
Forget it right now. What?
Yes, sir.

　Looking Charlotte straight in the eye, Allen gave her a sincere warning.