Ex-V: Hey there! It's so wonderful to see you again :D
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Thank you so much, it means the world to me! Try to enjoy this chapter for me, okay :D
"I'm glad to hear that-" He snickered, coolly, grinning wickedly, eyes flashing. "I Don't deserve her, that much is clear."
"That's so touching, oh my god-!" The female anchor clapped her hands, happily. "Tell us, do you want children-?"
Maou blinked, and considered this for a moment, momentarily unsure of how to answer. "I want to make her happy."
The male anchor crossed his arms, approving, and nodded proudly, pleased. "That's a real man."
"Let's ask Emi, then!" The blonde shimmied over to the hero, holding a microphone up to her face. "Emi, what do you think? Do you want babies?"
Emilia fidgeted, bright red, for a moment, staring nervously off to the side, helplessly, tugging her hair. "I...I do, I...I want three children-"
A moment of silence, as Ooh's and Ahh's rang out around them, and The anchors shuffled in closer to them, expectantly.
Emi screwed her toe into the snow, looking briefly into the camera, and then locking eyes with the blonde, realizing that they wanted more information.
"T-Two boys and a girl-" She stammered, furiously red, flustered. "I...I think twins are really cute, so-"
She trailed off, squeaking, unbelievable embarrassed, and Maou shook his head, chuckling softly to himself.
"Oh, I'm so happy for you two-" The blonde sighed, delighted. "I'm sure you'll go home tonight, and enjoy some quality time together, won't you-"
Emi wailed, eyes spinning, furiously red.
"Of course." Maou snickered, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into him, feeling Emi having a heart attack at his side, and she could only make choking, strangled noises, covering her face with both hands, squealing quietly.
"You heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen at home-!" The male anchor turned to the Camera, satisfied, smiling broadly, holding his arms out to the side. "These two star crossed lovers must be the happiest people in the world, tonight!"
"I think we all know Maou's going to be having a lot of fun tonight, right-?" The blonde winked at the camera.
The hero wailed, flushed.
"I know, I know, we've been keeping you here for ages!" The Blonde apologized, smiling madly. "We'll let you go get started on making two boys and a girl-!"
Maou twitched, eyes wide, still grinning faintly as Emi squeaked, crimson red. The Blonde turned to the cameras as well, giggling. "All right, we better let these two go! Emi's already so excited to get him home, to bed, and really thank him for being with her tonight-!"
"And, ladies and gentlemen, that concludes our live broadcast segment on local relationships for now-" The male anchor nodded, vigorously, waving to the camera, smiling widely.
Emi's heart stopped, blood running cold.
"LIVE BROADCAST-?!" She screeched, staring out at the cameras, horrified, blushing furiously, from between her fingers, covering her face.
(That night)
Emi shuddered, miserable, watching a playback of that day's broadcast, on the couch in her living room.
"Do you think he'll marry you-?" The anchor asked, excitedly, and Emi whimpered, watching herself tremble on screen.
"Y-Yes-" she said, and in her living room, Emi groaned, holding her head in her hands, tugging her knees up to her chest.
"Whyyyy-" She wailed, turning away from the television, and Maou chuckled, from behind her, shaking his head.
"That's a great question. Why didn't you just walk away-?"
"They said it wasn't going to show-!" She shrieked, flushed, gritting her teeth. "I…I thought-!"
Emi trailed off, inconsolable, sobbing, head plopping down onto her couch cushions, burying her face in the armrest.
"N-Now…Now I look like...!" She wailed, whimpering, picking her head up, as Maou made his way over to her, grinning wickedly, and sat beside her.
"Like a devoted wife-?" He offered, teasing, and she squeaked, bright red, smacking him with a pillow.
"Jackass! You didn't help at all-!"
He shrugged, noncommittally. "Rika seemed to think I did great."
"Oh, Rika did-?!" The hero hissed, squeaking, blushing furiously. "I'm shocked, imagine that!"
"Come on, it's kind of cute-" He grinned wickedly, gesturing at the TV screen, where Emi was squealing, bright red, mortified, hiding half-way behind Maou.
"It's not!" She wailed, horrified, holding her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "Now everyone in the world thinks I'm sucking your dick right now-!"
"That's true…" He snickered at her, turning slightly away. "There's only one thing we can do-"
Emi sniffled, looking up at him, after a moment, meeting his eyes, slightly curious. "W-What is it?"
"Make them right." His eyes narrowed at her, glinting.
She squealed, outraged, furiously red, covering her face with both hands. "Why do I love youuuu-"
Ex-V: Did you have fun? Did you like it?
I hope so! Next chapter goes up tomorrow, so sit tight for me :D
See you in the update!
