Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

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After a few glasses, her face turned red, and her words began to slur. She clung to a bottle, her eyes unfocused. "Listen, Mobius is a horrible person. I must have been blind to fall for him." Pearl could only look at James and frown when she noticed his apparent interest.

"So, I'll never forgive him. He didn't even come looking for me. I'm sure he stopped loving me a long time ago... I hate him. I hate his guts!" Esther was so intoxicated that she kept smiling at everyone around her.

A fat man saw how silly she looked and walked over with a smile. "Are you single? Would you like to have a drink with me?"

Esther began shouting when he placed his hands on her. "Don't touch me. You're disgusting. Go away."

his eyes widened. "Listen, don't pretend to be a prude, or I'll teach you a lesson!" He raised his hand as if to slap her. Esther looked up at his hand with

pain in his wrist, and when he turned to look, the slender man beside Esther had grabbed his wrist, his eyes emanating a terrifying

gentle and nonchalant, but there was a clear hostility in

think I've done anything to you. Why are you doing this?" The man's wrist was throbbing with pain, but he was at a loss

James glared at him with

he had a fearsome side to

"I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to have a drink with this beautiful lady. If she's not interested, that's perfectly fine. I'm not

hook so easily. He released the man's wrist but suddenly delivered a swift kick that sent him sprawling onto the

howling in pain upon hitting the floor, and everyone in the bar watched him as if he were a clown. Humiliated, he yelled, "Do you

to know, but I know who you touched," James replied