CHAPTER 011.
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Oh, boi—here he comes again.

With Luck strolling towards your direction with a light grin plastered all over his face, you couldn't help but feel like you're about to get a high blood in any second.

Because seriously, how can you not?! That bastard just dared to come to you with that fucking grin on his face after he left you earlier?!

You won't deny that you did miss him a tiny bit.

But man, that grin...

You really wanna scratch it off.

"And you're back again, huh..." You try to suppress your violent urges? opting to cross your arms instead with a matching disdainful look to show your current emotions for him.

"I really thought that I'll never see you again after you ditched me," you emphasized, giving him a bitter smile, which Luck accurately interpreted as a disappointed one because it is indeed true that you are really displeased with his sudden appearance just now.

Well yes, you kinda are.

After all, Luck had always ditched you; and since he did "claim" to be the embodiment of luck, then why can't he act like one in your life?

You cautiously eye him as he walks.

Seeing that he has your attention, Luck casually throws a carefree wave of greetings.

You roll your eyes.

Throwing the crumpled chip wrapper, you manage to hit the silver haired guy right in the head.

Bullseye!

You let yourself smirk.

Luckily for Luck, it doesn't hurt that bad.

The magical being rubs his head, pouting at your hostile gestures."Why did you do that for?!" Dramatically, he whines; and yet he still proceeds to pick up the trash you shot and throw it to the nearest proper disposal like a disciplined person.

And since it was just a few walks away from the fountain you are currently sitting on, he still stays in your line of sight as he does.

Your legs, swaying back and forth. You shoot the man a raised brow. He seriously doesn't know?!! You forced a laugh in disbelief.

"Well, that is for fucking ditching me every time!"

Luck then presses his lips.

Turning to you after discarding your trash to the garbage bin, his darl blue eyes carefully skims your body for any more trashes you might have armed yourself with.

When he sees none, he sighs in relief. Then he proceeds to walk closer to your figure, lightly apologizing for his rude behavior earlier. A pout seeming to adorn his good- looking face as he pleads at you with his dazzling bluish eyes.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Okay~"

He implored in a very uwu voice that you almost wanna throw him your bag at him this time. But of course, that  didn't happen as you chose to refrain yourself.

Somehow...

You kinda have a gut feeling that you mightn't be able to stop yourself from murdering Luck, if you do ever try to release your self-control.

So instead, you breathe in.

Then speak.

"I'll only accept your apology if you give me food."

You reach out your hand, expectantly, urging him to pull off some magic and whatsoever to feed you. When you did that, the silver- haired creature almost burst out laughing from your actions and silliness, never expecting such a reaction.

Oh, (Y/N)...

Oh, silly silly (Y/N)...

That's not how his magic works.

Grinning, Luck shakes his head to himself. "Please don't underestimate my power," he says.

You roll your eyes.

—only to retrieve your hand a few seconds later with a disappointed sigh. "Seriously?! You claimed to have magical powers, but you can't even feed me?!" you murmur the bitter complaints out from your heart.

You are starving.

Not just starving, you're fucking starving.

Although a kind child had already offered you his snack earlier, that still is not enough to satisfy your gluttonous stomach. Potato chip are not really a long term solution for your hunger issues; you need a proper meal!

Gaze solemnly falling to the fountain water behind your figure—the coins glimmer under the touch of the bright sunlight. You stare at it, tired and hungry. Annoyed even by everything.

"Can't you just get those coins?" Noticing where you are staring at, Luck suddenly has a suggestion for you. Your attention's instantly perked up by his words; but when it processes into your mind, your hope dwindles.

Seriously?

You eye him, trying to see if he is joking or not. He only has a proud smile on his face though as he stares at you, and that just instantly confirms your thought.

"Um... Luck?"

"Yes?" he excitedly responses.

"Are you really—actually—fucking telling me to steal coins from this fountain??? You do know that stealing is bad and—"

Luck shrugs. "Well, no one owns it right?"

"The government?" you say; your tone's uncertain. Well, this is a public fountain, situated right in the center of an intersecting road.

Although it is quite oddly empty today, that doesn't give you the excuse to steal those coins.

It is tempting, but—

You stare at the coins with a longing look over your face. Luck notices it; he cannot help but crack out a laugh and think that you are adorable again.

"Oh, (Y/N)," he sweetly drawls, "Just get it if you want to. After all, there aren't any witnesses around here right now. And oh! Don't you also forget that I'm here!"

He winks.

You give him a long hard look.

Tempting. It is tempting.

You sigh.

"You are seriously a bad influence to me, Luck."

Luck chuckles. Shaking his head, he corrects you with a smirk, "But you are really the one's at fault, (Y/N). You are letting me influence you..." And sure enough—you have your body bent already as you roll up your pants to the knees.

You ignore his remark as you cry out to him that he's an evil demon. Luck wasn't the least insulted. Instead he is intrigued and incredibly humored by your words.

Luck laughs and laughs more as he has the pleasure watching you unskillfully climb over the border.

"And I thought stealing is bad!" he yells behind you.
You pout. "Not when your life is on the line."
Oh my Luck!

He clutched onto his stomach as he bursts out a good fit of laughter. Aren't you such a clown, (Y/N)?! You made him laugh such a ton today.

Ah since when was the last time he had a nice laugh? He can't remember at all; but ever since he has been stucked with you, he's having a real good time.

You can be so hilarious even when you're not trying to.
Luck has a smile as he observes you bend once more to gather all the coins you can muster.

You sure do know how to capture attentions, huh—Luck muses in his thoughts.. You clearly don't need any of his magic when you have the charms.

Interesting, isn't it?

He doesn't even need to cast a love spell on Star because you somehow managed to snatch his attention before he can actually do it. Ah, clearly, you're so wonderful. Luck shakes his head to himself, chuckling.

He wasn't able to explain to you, but he actually has the decision to cast out the spell for all the selected men the fuck luck has chosen for you.

The thing is fuck luck only grants you the opportunity to meet them. His magic on the other hand fulfills the f*ck luck by making sure that the chosen ones fall head over heels for you smoothly.

And the chosen ones...

You can't really tell who are the chosen ones unless you notice it yourself and realize just how many times you run into them.

While Luck—well —as the one who is tasked to fulfill the f*ck luck, he does have the ability to distinguish the chosen ones from the other men through the golden aura their body unconciously release.

Judging what happened with Star though, it appears like his magic's unneeded. You do have the potential to steal hearts without any aid.

With this fuck luck, you're only given the opportunity to meet those very people who can l̙͖̑̾ͣo̯̱̊͊͢v͒̄ͭ̏̇ẹ̿͋̒̕ y҉̃̀̋̑o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ w̦̺̐̐͟ỉ͔͖̜͌t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ ā̤̓̍͘l̙͖̑̾ͣl̙͖̑̾ͣ t̲̂̓ͩ̑ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕ỉ͔͖̜͌r̴̨̦͕̝ ḣ̖̻͛̓ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘r̴̨̦͕̝t̲̂̓ͩ̑s̠҉͍͊ͅ ā̤̓̍͘ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒ s̠҉͍͊ͅo̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇l̙͖̑̾ͣs̠҉͍͊ͅ.

It's kind of funny how you weren't aware of the charms that you have. He clicks his tongue.. You always choose to insist that it is all because of fuck luck that's why Star is interested with you.

Well, it's partly true.

But..

Silly girl! It is you! Luck mentally screams at you.

Sure that fuck luck of yours only introduced you to him, but he didn't even do his magic on Star yet to make him fall for you that hard.

The magical creature was so deep in his thoughts that he fails to realize you were looking straight at him, exactly mimicking way he's been staring at you for the past few minutes.

The look was so intense that when Luck perceives it, his dark blue eyes widen; and he almost stumbles backward from his place.

You only laughs at his misfortune.

"Hmph! That's what you get for giving me such strange looks. Now, Luck—how about instead of just standing there and doing nothing, can you come here and help me with this?!"

Luck blinks his dark blue eyes at you.

Instinctively curling his hand as he stares at the smile on your face. Your smile seems so bright and so pretty... He has the sudden urge to stare at it and never look away—but at the same time, he knows that he has to look away. Right now.

Suddenly, he felt the fear.

Fear that he may be the next one to be enchanted by her charms...

You're dangerous, he warily thinks as he slowly retreats from you.

Maybe you were now aiming for him next to join your growing harem, or maybe you were not really aware of your power.

Still, you'd better stop this...

He can't exactly join this harem you're forming.

He is not supposed to be a part of this.

Luck has to be careful before it's too late, before he gets futher whisked by your charms. So, at your request, the silver-haired creature only shakes his head.

He was about to create more space between the two of you when you suddenly grab his hand, completely stopping him from initiating his plans.

"You're seriously gonna leave me again?"

He turns his head to you and sees your puckered lips.

He almost stops breathing.

That pout—that cute, cute pout!

His heart trembles at your current appearance. You look so damn adorable, inviting him to join you on the water, with you repetitively tugging his hand as you give Luck that puppy eye look.

He wants to say no. It's dangerous. Luck may not be part of this fuck luck, but there is still the risk that he can still fall for you.

He's sorry but—

"Yes," he says. But hesitation is evident.

"Come on, Luck! You made me get these coins, and now you're going to leave me again!!!" you straightforwardly complain. Then.. as if something seems to dawn on you,  your (E/C) eyes widen.

You point at him with your free hand.

Gaze, accusing.

"Wait! Don't tell me that someone would appear again?! You are usually like this if someone is about to appear!" you exclaim with a panicky voice.

Luck shakes his head to deny your claims.

"No. I just need some air to clear my thoughts," the man says honestly, only for you to give him a strange look at his odd answer.

"Can't you just do it here?"

He gives you a look, and from that one look, Luck finds himself suddenly getting captivated.

You're just so beautiful.

Under the sunlight—

Above the glistening water—

How come he never noticed that you look so beautiful?! How come only now? Luck continues to gape at you for awhile before realizing that he has been drifting again to some ridiculous thoughts.

He feels blood rushing up to his cheeks.
Ok.

He shouldn't really be having these kinds of thoughts.

Bad, Luck. Bad!

This is really getting bad. Dangerous.... Not for him, but for you.

For Luck, you see, is the type of person who does things without thinking. Basically—a being of emotions. Luck tends to be blinded with emotions that sometimes if he's angry, he tends to cause bad luck everywhere.

Once he did wipe out an entire village with some deadly illness because he got offended by one of the townfolks. While he can control his anger slightly better now, Luck is still dangerous.

It can possibly still end up deadly for you if he ever gets jealous.

He shakes his head with a small smile. "No, I can't. But don't worry. I'll be back for you later."

However, you are stubborn.. You refuse to let him leave. So to not make him leave, you pull him. And there Luck plops into the water.

He falls, and you fall with him.

Both of you automatically get wet from the fall, but you only have a smug look written all your face. Luck stares at you, surprised.

"We can't do th—"

"Shut up," you silence him as you childishly and cruelly splash him some water on the face.

Drenched in water, Luck gapes at your childishness. But then, a few seconds later, the guy chooses to splash back at you.

Deep inside, Luck can only hope that this moment with you would not turn out into something that he has been fearing of.