Unwanted Proposals

"O-Okay, okay! Just calm down, Laxus! Take a deep breaths, yeah? There, there…"

Laxus was practically roaring in frustration, so Rocco frantically reached out and patted his head in an attempt to soothe him.

He didn't really understand what was going on anymore, but whatever it was, Laxus seriously needed to calm down.

About 80% of that rapid-fire rant had gone completely over Rocco's head.

The Crown Prince, who had been standing off to the side, visibly recoiled from the exchange.

Then, with an exasperated sigh, he muttered, "Alright, that's enough. Will you finally hand over my bride to me now?"

That comment alone was enough to make the chaotic atmosphere suddenly freeze over.

Shortly after, they moved to a guest room.

Now that the misunderstanding about Laxus's so-called date had been cleared up, Rocco figured it was time for him to leave.

He didn't really belong here, after all.

But then—