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Just like the mirror image of a chase game, but in slow motion, Zhan was stepping back, whereas Yibo was advancing. Each of them took one careful step at a time while maintaining eye contact. Not long after, Zhan found himself bumping into something hard and cold that he registered as the wall. For the first time in forever, he blamed his house for being small.

Without delay, when Yibo saw his prey's dilemma, he cut off all possible escape routes by blocking the small figure with his built body. Placing both his hands on either side of his prey's head, he trapped Zhan within his deliberately made compact space, inside the circle of his arms.

"Y-your m-majesty?" asked Zhan, gulping, and looking up at the bad mood elf king. His voice was slightly shaking.

"I remember."

Zhan pretended to have no clue when in fact, he knew so well what Yibo referred to. "O-okay, remember what?"

The elf king saw through the human's act as if Zhan's brain was made of transparent shell. He gave Zhan a flinty stare and said, "You know what."

Yibo's stern voice was even scarier than his cold face that remained solemn.

"Forgive this human for having a poor memory, but I don't even remember what I said a few minutes ago. Haha." Zhan faked a laugh.

Yibo leaned down until their noses lightly touched before he tilted his head to the side and whispered in Zhan's ear with a voice that sent the latter weak in the knees from a mixture of unknown feelings.

"You said that you, a mortal, have touched me, the elf king, twice. Ring any bell yet?"

"Haha..really? Did I say that? Come on, your majesty. I ranted a lot of words back then. I can't recall any of them at all."

"It's okay. Let me clarify."

No, no need! Zhan begged inside his head as if his silence plea could make Yibo drop the topic.

"I recalled my memories just now. You know, the two times that you had touched me."

"H-haha... It's alright not to recall them, you know."

Ignoring Zhan's word, Yibo continued.

"The wrist, and of course, the slap."

"I did that to save you!" said Zhan in a hurry.

"I didn't see how a slap was going to save me."

"It was! You would have been called in for interrogation if I let you kill the big guy. I tried shouting at you to stop, but you didn't hear me. I had no other choice. I don't want you to become a criminal. A murder on top of that."

"That guy deserved worse than death. Consider me kind enough to grant him quick suffering. If he were in Aldous, my guards would be happy taking time to play with him in the torturing room."

"It doesn't work that way in here, okay? This is not Aldous. This is Earth! Here on Earth, we left those bad people to the police."

"Police?"

"Yeah. Police are the civil force of a state, responsible for preventing and detecting crime and maintaining public order. In short, they deal with criminals."

"Em," said Yibo. He nodded slightly in understanding, satisfied with learning the new word.

Zhan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing a relaxed expression on Yibo's face. Nevertheless, it was short-lived.

Instead of forgetting the situation, Yibo kept stepping closer, making Zhan's body stiffened, especially when the taller's nose leaned way too close till its tip brushed the side of his neck, sending a tickling feeling down his spine.

"Err...what're you doing?" asked Zhan with his voice trembling.

*sniffing*

"You smell...nice. I like it. I want to smell more," replied Yibo as he continued sniffing Zhan.

"Oy, you perv. Get away from me!"

Zhan tried to shove the towering figure off him with both his hands only to get backfired.

His wrists were wrapped in one big palm and being pinned to the wall above his head. The action gave him an uneasy feeling of what to come.

"Oy, let me go." Zhan tried to pull back his hands, but without a doubt, his strength was no match to Yibo's.

"Stop squirming. Do you even know how lucky you are?" asked Yibo.

I only know how UNLUCKY I am to get stuck with you! Zhan screamed inside his head.

"Many elf women try so hard to get my attention."

"Well, sorry to break it to you that I AM A MAN! Also, don't worry. I won't try to get your attention," complained Zhan, rolling his eyes at the narcissistic elf king.

"Yeah, that's strange."

"Strange what?"

"I've never had this feeling with any of the elf men before."

"Yibo! Stop saying weird things. You're creeping me out!" Zhan wiggled, trying his luck again to escape Yibo's firm grip, but to no avail.

"Your smell seems to awaken something in me." Yibo's voice sounded weaker than before.

As soon the phrase escaped the chic king's mouth, Zhan felt something poking this lower abdomen. He already had a bad feeling of what it might be, but he couldn't resist the urge to look down and confirm.

"Yibo, are you...HARD?!"

"Don't look," commanded Yibo in a hoarse voice. The tips of his ears were turning red, and his once domineering bluish-grey irises turned doe-eyed. He had a childish and funny countenance that Zhan had never seen before, which led him to laugh so hard that tears pricked the corner of his eyes. "Don't laugh!"

Instead of feeling intimidated, the cute sight set Zhan's laughter out of control.

"You! I told you to stop laughing!" commanded Yibo again.

Zhan tried to stop but found himself unable to. Seeing this, Yibo decided to come up with a helping plan.

In a blink of an eye, Zhan found himself lying on the cold floor with Yibo on top of him. Tellingly, his laughter stopped, followed by a question full of puzzlement.

"W-what are you doing?" asked Zhan alarmingly.

"Punishment."

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