Prologue
“Want to be friends with me?”
My heart raced like crazy under the intense gaze of the top-tier beauty, who scanned me from head to toe with a soft hmm.
The fleeting emotion reflected in her eyes as she looked at me was almost contempt.
I was certain she was thinking something like, “Hmpf, who do you think you are?” But that was fine.
Why? Because she’s a beauty.
Cuteness is justice, and beauty is a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Whenever I looked at her, I felt an unexplainable surge of compassion rising within me.
After a moment’s hesitation, she said to me with a playful expression:
“Alright. Let’s do it, friends.”
“By the way, I completely forgot to bring a dessert today.”
“I think those special macarons sold at the store would be just perfect…”
“You can buy those, right?”
“Well, that’s true, because we are.”
“[Friends]!”
Just so you know, I’m not a pushover.
I was fully aware that this lady was only calling me a friend in name and actually intended to use me as her snack courier.
Is there any reason for me to buy her those expensive macarons just because she calls me friends?
At that moment, I was more rational than ever.
Even Sherlock Holmes, the epitome of rational thought, wouldn’t measure up to my current state of mind.
As a result of this cold, objective, and rational thinking—
I became her friend.
No matter how I think about it, this is a major win.
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