"Dammit! Stop right there!"
Irritated by Catherine's overly "intense" reaction, the white snake earrings on Princess Catherine's ears couldn't help but shake violently.
"Why are you running? You came here to get caught! Bastard! You're still running?"
Oh right, I did come to get caught!
After being scolded by the white snake several times, Catherine, driven by instinct, reluctantly stopped running away and took two steps back towards her pursuer... then retreated three steps.
These legs... these feet... why won't they listen to me?
Standing at a street corner about twenty meters from the Evil Prince, after scuffing my shoes for a while, I managed to increase the distance to over thirty meters, amidst the ever-angrier curses of the white snake. Finally, as the newly appointed vice president of the Slaughter King Association, Catherine stopped...
Mainly because there was no room to retreat further beyond the street corner wall.
"Li... Your Highness the Prince!"
