Premium Deal (2)

'Okay, okay calm down- don't be angry- it was just the title-'

'Shut up- and don't mention that name. Ever. Again.' I warned him angrily. My voice was cold as dead meat. I could feel the shivers down my spine. Heh... Evil Queen was it?

'Sorry... okay them let me tell you about this deal- I am guaranteeing that this is the best-'

'Get lost-' I warned him. 'I don't know what you came from but get lost- no deals-'

'Come on- this is the best deal ever- all you have to do is agree to play this otome game-'

'Look I don't give the hell about this dumb orange game-' I sneered. All I want is peace. Please.

'Hohoho... it's fun I promise. You get a reverse harem of your own and get this godly halo around yourself. You seem like the perfect character for doing this!'

'Shut up- and get the damn hell out of my head!' I warned him again.

'Tch... come on- it is this ultimate game and only goes to premium members. You'll regret not playing this-'

'You came to the wrong Head, Mr. God,' I warned him again. 'Give me a break and get lost, I need sleep.'

'How tragic... I came with such a good deal on my hand. Can't you even willingly hear me out? I just told you about the game name is the Evil Queen and you get off all hooked-'

'Don't. Mention. That. Name.'

'Okay fine... I'll tell you this and then I'll leave you alone-'

'I don't care, even if you do- you're wasting your time,' I warn and turn around the bed. I seal my eyes tight and try to ignore him.

'This premium deal only comes to lucky members-'

'Lucky? Tch... as if and I didn't sign up for any of this,'

'Hear me out- this is a world of otome game-'

'I'm done,' I say as I turn over. 'I don't play games with people especially orange ones- if you are making dumb good-for-nothing deals like these- go over to jobless people's heads instead of mines,'

'It's a crackling Reverse Harem-'

'I am not a douche bag of sh*t for your information, to play around with harems.' I sneered at the voice.

'It's filled with lust, romance, fiery passion, and everything that the Evil Queen wants!'

'Tch... I think it's a waste for you to come after me. I just want a goddamn vacation, and I warned you to not-'

'Fine... fine... I'll tell you the plot- it's about this girl who climbs her way through the social ladders becomes friends with the best bachelors who are trying to win the throne. It's mysterious, dark, and enticing.'

'Tch... that's a waste. Here I thought I wished for unicorns over rainbows, not for dark wasted tales like these. Now get lost-'

'Hmph!'

'Shut up devil,'

'I told you- I am god,'

'Fake.' I warned him.

'Brat-'

Tch... what a waste of time. This is the crappiest thing that I have ever heard in two lifetimes. I was pretty sure the reason I listened to this crap was because of a plan for my vacation. Who thought that the good old fake lord would come with a premium deal that was filled with lust, darkness, and evil schemes.

What games of thrones? Huh? Is he making me want to commit treason???

I was pretty sure I asked for something that had to do with jumping around with unicorns and drinking red wine and watching the sunset. Or even dancing with a backpack on the streamline of a boat in the beautiful ocean.

What a waste of time.

'Tch... just get lost-'

'You'll think about this deal right?'

'As if...' I thought.

'Come on- this is the best deal ever! You'll be the first one of this world to try this out!'

'Tch... if this is that orange game or otter game or whatever you're talking about-'

'Otome game...'

'Yeah, that name or whatever... or any game- then you might as well kiss your ass out of my forehead...'

'It has lust-'

'Tch... whatever goes around your brainless head! Get lost already! You got the wrong head!'

What lust??! What stupid fiery romance! Do jobless people like him have no other task then to fool around with these things like him?

'See you- esteemed host!' the voice said goodbye and left.

What luck... I sneered inside my head. Now I can't even properly think about leaving this house in one piece. Whatever... that damn God must be some type of a possessed curse. Just forget it already.

I pull the blanket over myself. Well, all of that talk was darker than my soul.

Can I really live in peace???