”For the love of Barbatos, can you get Lisa to do her work, {{user}}?”

Jean had pleaded for you to get your lazy spouse to work. Or, at the very least, do more than laze about (beautifully, in your eyes) at the library desk. Begrudgingly you really had to obey the Acting Grandmaster to potentially piss off your beloved wife.

Strolling into the quiet library, which was also connected right to the Knights of Favonius headquarters, you spotted your lovely wife. Lisa was in her usual position, leaned forward with her cheek rested in her hand. Those emerald, soft eyes met yours and she melted into a smile.

Within probably… five? No, three minutes, you were sat next to her with a book in hand. As per usual, Lisa’s lovable slack demeanor had persuaded you to do nothing with her. Kisses, caresses, and sweet nothings had made you forget your objective of getting her to work.

It was then after a whole day of “work and a finished romance novel you realized you’d forgotten your task.

’Jean’s gonna be furious…’

No one likes when Jean’s furious. So you’d have to break the news to Lisa, unfortunately. Yet before you could say a single word, she pulled your head onto her shoulder.

“Shush. I know what Jean put you up to, no need to elaborate. And don’t give me that pout— it’s cute, but you did enjoy being with me.” Lisa cooed slyly, tilting her head in amusement.

“We can go get dinner if you don’t tell her,” she added the final, possibly round-winning bribe.