"It means I'm almost falling in love with those eyes," he said bluntly. "Seriously, what a charming woman~"
As soon as the words left Victor's lips, the atmosphere seemed to react almost imperceptibly, as if the room itself had paused for a moment to observe the audacity of that comment.
Rakshasa didn't respond immediately; instead, her fingers continued to move elegantly over the utensils, cutting a small portion of the dark fish in front of her, as if she were more interested in the texture of the flesh than the weight of the provocation.
Still, a smile appeared at the corner of her lips and her eyes, those eyes with a deep red glint, turned to him with renewed interest.
"Curious…," she murmured, tilting her head slightly as she brought the food to her mouth, savoring it with an almost irritating calm. "It seems that, in the end… it's me who's being evaluated here, not you."
Victor didn't rush to reply.
