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16

"She would have killed me with her paintbrush by now," Peter noted with a sweatdrop.

Mary smiled again. "I have better things to do than kill others. You're a lot different from Lincon, too. Never thought his first would be this cute."

Peter jolted and quickly went back to eating, his cheeks heating up. Lincon was glaring at him, which caused Peter to curl up even more. He knew that if he liked Polly, then Lincon must like Mary. But he couldn't help it... Mary was just... so adorable!

Wait, am I falling for Wy's 2p?! Peter suddenly realized. No! I can't. They're all bad, right...?

He snuck a look at Mary's amused smile as Lincon was having an outburst. Yet, she was so cute... Wy strived to be ladylike in her tsundere actions, and here Mary was, as graceful as ever. She even made mud look fancy!

He excused himself and went outside for a breather. Mary warned him that all the countries who were happy and cheerful in his world were out for his blood this time. He nodded and stepped onto the grass with a sigh.

Everything I've known was wrong... he thought, crouching down and folding his arms on his knees, his face half-hidden by his upper limbs. I was told that our second players were insaine... But, not all of them are... Not completely... I mean, Mary is actually nice. And Oliver does care for Lincon, unlike Arthur...

He had yet to meet the others, however. He soon found out what happened if one met the 2p that gave no cares about someone.

"Well, look at what we have here..."

Peter turned around to see a woman with long silver hair and a smirk. Her gray eyes glittered. Next to her was a man with blond hair and blue eyes, looking away painfully.

"Wh-who are you..." Peter asked, scared.

"Leave him alone, Vashti!" Lincon ordered behind them.

She looked behind her. "Why should I?"

Lincon bit his lip, and Vashti smirked, turning around.

She blinked.

She looked back at Lincon.

She looked over at Peter.

"...Well well well... I think I found a misplaced first..."

Peter swallowed, scared. "Who are you..."

"Lessie," she said, looking upwards and tapping a finger to her mouth, "do you know of a woman named 'Anahi'? Persia, perhaps?"

Peter's eyes widened. "Y-you're Ana's 2-2p...?"

"Get away from him!" Lincon ordered, fists balled.

"I'd say that would be a bad idea," a boy about their age smiled, stepping out from behind the other man and standing in front of the worried Lincon and Mary.

"Move, Hayman!" Lincon yelled.

"Alright, so you and Anahi were close, yeah?" Vashti asked. "Duh, because I hate the little bugger Lincon. Alright, come on, let's go."

Peter couldn't move as Layily picked him up and slung him over her shoulder. "Beautiful, Mama~!" she giggled. "Isn't she smart, Roma? Now we can get revenge this way!"

Romano huffed and flipped his scarf over his shoulder while he slid his glasses up his nose. "Sure. I don't exactly see how this helps, though... I miss little Wilhelm, but that's about it. The others scared me..."

His daughter shrugged. "Sure. I just miss my aunts and uncles. Can we please just work this out somehow?"

Lincon had tears in his eyes. "Don't kill him!" he begged.