Tenebrous Wolf

Klaus dropped to his knees, pressing his forehead to the ground in a deep bow, arms stretched forward like a samurai seeking forgiveness.

And with a loud voice, he declared—

"I sincerely apologize for my misconduct! So please, have mercy on this lowly soul!"

"Wh-what..."

Briar blinked.

For a moment, she simply sat there, stunned. Perhaps it was the sheer absurdity of his gesture, or maybe the fact that he was apologizing at all. Either way, her brain momentarily stalled, struggling to process the sight before her.

Then, with a bitter scoff, she said,

"What are you doing? Are you seriously apologizing right now? Did you think I'd just say, 'Oh, it's fine, I forgive you' and pretend everything's okay?"

"I understand that you're upset. I won't make excuses. I'll take responsibility for my actions however I can. If you want to hit me, go ahead. I won't resist."

"You make it sound like I'm some violent brute."

Despite her words, a mischievous grin had already appeared at the corners of her lips. Then, without warning, she stood up from the floor then rushed and kicked Klaus square in the shoulder.