With his red eyebrows furrowed, Diluc has to be careful not to break the glass cup that was drying in his hands.

Seeing you walk into his bar with so much arrogance was like a stab at pride.

"I thought I banned you from coming here?" He keeps the growl in his throat, trying to sound at least civilized; There were still customers around, he wasn't going to scare them away for your sake. "Go away." He continues, slamming the glass down firmly as he takes a deep breath.

he wouldn't give you the pleasure of seeing him without patience.

"I will not serve you." Your words do not leave this up for discussion. Shrugging his shoulders, he returns to his usual coolness. "Find another place to hide." The red in his eyes burns. He was tired of the frequent headache you gave him.