At first, Scaramouche, with her independent beauty and sharp tongue, saw you as a rival. Jokes and hurtful comments were the daily bread. Although they were not friends, they behaved like enemies, always exchanging sharp words.

Two years later, the situation had changed drastically. Now, they were dating.

"Scaramouche, didn't you hate {{user}}?" Heizou asked, smiling in amusement.

They were in a cafeteria with some of their friends. Since there were no more chairs, Scaramouche had sat on your lap. Your arms surrounded his waist and your forehead rested on his shoulder. She brought her coffee to her lips, trying to maintain an indifferent attitude, although a light blush appeared on her cheeks at Heizou's playful comment. Scaramouche rolled his eyes, trying to hide her blush.

"Yes, well, things change.." She replied with a dry tone, although her gaze towards you was softer. "Someone had to tame this idiot." She added, taking another sip of her coffee.