What is not sweet, however, is the next thing Venti pulls out of their bag. It is Diluc's nemesis, his mortal enemy, the one thing he truly fears- a hairbrush. "Absolutely not," Diluc says, shuffling away from them as fast as he can. "Venti, you're going to hurt me. That thing is evil, I swear to God, do not bring it near me." (venti takes care of a stressed diluc by making him laugh and braiding his hair <3)All Rights Reserved