[TheSpatialWeeg]

"...You're...willing to listen...?" Rulue was surprised, to say the least. Guess she was wrong with Schezo not bothering to listen. Well, time to vent out. She took a heavy breath before she started to lay out the facts.

"Schezo...I...I now realize how much of a fool I was, thinking I could end up together with Satan. I'm nothing compared to Arle...I feel...worthless. Weak. Unable to continue..."

She waited for a while to see if the Dark Wizard had something to say. She kind of summed up her situation with a singular sentence, but if details he'd want, details he would get.

[Rina]

Giving up on Satan? ...I never thought I'd hear those words come out of her mouth.

Schezo fell silent as a heavy atmosphere settled in on the table. He wasn't sure how to respond to that, but the silence grew even more awkward the longer he kept his mouth shut. It took him a while to speak up, but he eventually did.

"...when did you come to this realization?"

Of course, that does come at the risk of putting his foot in his mouth. Which he does frequently.

[TheSpatialWeeg]

Rulue let out another weak chuckle. The next part would surely make him laugh...due to how stupid it was. Maybe if she wasn't so blind, she would realize it later.

"Would you believe...it was from a magic mirror? A magic mirror, Schezo. A mirror told me my dreams were out of reach...and it all just came crashing down...how he just casually ignored all my attempts at getting his attention...of making him fall in love with me failing...it just...happened to come by again..."

Silence. Then a couple more tears. "It's funny, isn't it? I didn't listen to anyone up until now, until an inanimate object showed to me what was happening. Why was I so shortsighted...?"

[Rina]

Now, Schezo would laugh. However, in hindsight, it would also inadvertently spit on himself. Mirrors reflect your image, and Schezo finds it to be a metaphor to one's self. He fell through one in his youthful days, and he ended up coming out as the successor to darkness. However, for his own personal reasons, he ended up chasing people for magic. And considering his constant failures...

"............"

As much as I would like to say that she's far above Satan as a person and seeing her defeated is pitiful...saying something like that would certainly cross a line. And a raging Fighting Queen is more than likely to serve a fist-based punishment or knee-kicks to the gut. But...Am I...am I wrong about myself, and Arle's been right? N-No, I can't admit defeat to her! I-I won't! I am letting myself down if I do that!

"...I don't find it funny."

[TheSpatialWeeg]

"...You...don't?"

Rulue, at this point, was shocked Schezo denied the possibility of laughing to such prospect. She would only ponder why, as she wasn't exactly in the best mood to listen to an explanation just now. She sat down and covered her face within her arms.

"Schezo...why are you even listening to me ramble about?" She quietly said. "Am I not...a waste of your time?"

[Rina]

"...I sympathize, I suppose..."

Or rather, empathize, to some extent. He was never the type of guy to overtly show weakness in himself, preferring to mask it. He gives consideration when he wants to be nice, but he's never really appreciated for even trying. If she was a waste of time, Schezo would just walk out and say so. But he doesn't. He continues to keep quiet.

He put an elbow to the table and rested his chin on his hand, giving off a somewhat indifferent air to him.

[TheSpatialWeeg]

Rulue brought her face up and looked at Schezo in curiosity. "You really do...?" She questioned. Huh, who knew she could find a least a tiny bit of solace with the Dark Wizard? She certainly didn't.

Of course, Rulue's only reaction after that was to break eye contact for not much reason. Though, it did seem that she was trying to think of something. Something that she needed to put out.

"...What should I do?" She began. "There is no real reason for me to...do what I used to do, or act the way I was before..."

[Rina]

"............"

In all honesty, Schezo had no answer to that question. If he tried to answer, he'll likely put his foot in his mouth, so he just kept silent. Schezo was adamant in goals, and backing down would admit defeat. He sighed...just speaking his thoughts and not giving a straight answer.

"I feel that abandoning goals is admitting defeat on yourself. If you must, seek something else to pursue."

[TheSpatialWeeg]

"...I see." Rulue muttered. What new purpose could she ever pursue in her life? She lacked a good idea...or any sort of motivation to do anything anymore. She seemed to glance over about the 'admitting defeat on yourself' thing as well. Did that even matter at this point?

What benefit could she get from simply chasing for another goal? Would she find something to strive for that wouldn't throw her into the same loop as she had with Satan? Was it even worth it to have another objective? It didn't seem like it...

"...I'll be taking my leave now. Thank you for the talk, however." She quietly said before making her way towards the café door.

As she opened the door, she took one final glance at the Dark Wizard before leaving the café for real. She guessed the next thing onto her list was to go back into her apartment and cry or drown her sorrows out.

[Rulue left the scene.]

[Rina]

"...Bye, then."

Schezo watched as she just ploddingly walked out of the cafe. He was alright just being left alone, but...this discussion seem to have left an impact on himself. He was planning to stay here for some stress relief, but the conversion ended up making him even moreso than he was. Schezo finished his cup of cafe au lait...but it had gone cold, which didn't help matters.

"Impossible dreams and lost fantasies...N-no...I can't. I can't simply give up on myself...That'd forever tarnish the title I was bestowed..."

Schezo stared out at the window, attempting to rid his mind of his thoughts to no avail. He refuses to show his true emotions, but the words that he muttered are quite heavy... He can't really stay inside the cafe for long with these thoughts racing, deciding to leave moments after Rulue had already gone.

[End of Social]