Sweats pouring. I backed into a corner, their fiery glares chase after my squirming figure.
All of them, the Nikkes who'd gone through the advice sessions with me, they are all presented after catching wind of my conversations with others.
Anis: How could you?! I thought you agreed with me that using flavor for shampoos is not weird at all!
Nihilister: You've gotten pretty bold lately. Not just Anachiro but you also want to take in Indivilia as well?! Haven't you forgot that bitch stabbed me in the back?!
Drake: I know you were praising Laplace behind my back! You were supposed to be my accomplice!
Maxwell: I heard you let Ether touch on you. Not cool, Cutey.
Privaty: Why are you getting closed with others?! You have m.....never mind!
Red Hood: Considering how chummy you are with these guys, I know you can read the mood really well. How about you start taking our hints and get on with it?!
Mary: You didn't take my medication as planned and neglected your own health again. Oh, don't worry, I'd just known.
Cinderella: ....................
Dorothy: What do you have to say for yourself?
That one question quickly silences the crowd. I start brainstorming.
The answers they wanted to hear the most, I said it all. The advices they hated the most, I avoided saying it out loud and kept to myself.
Words are not for everyone. I made the choices to please them all and it backfired right at this moment.
"I do like.......our conversations."
As I speak up, another cold sweat dripping down my chin.
"..........."
A total silence.
Then, footsteps echo subtly. They come closer. Their hands reach out much to my horror.
Bond Increased by 0.

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Advising
HumorThe Commander goes through the advise sessions with everyone he has met.