"Play the next game blindfolded and handcuffed." (Pink Trigger's Power > 2499)

"Play the next game blindfolded and handcuffed, then."

"Ho? Ho... I guess you're interested in those kinds of things, are you, Player? Ecchi things..."

She looked like she was pouting a bit, but I wasn't going to be fooled. Number one: I'd seen her pout cutely before- playing with her hair, drawing circles with her feet, hugging her shoulders, puffing out her cheeks- and rarely did it actually mean I'd gotten the leg up on her. Number two: I knew that this was the only win I was going to get. Her next question would be for me to kill somebody on the island. Then, when I refused to do it, I'd have to kill myself. Every goddamn time.

This time, I was going to curb that at the pass. Sure, she could teleport or become butterflies, but with her blindfolded and handcuffed, I'd at least have time to do something, wouldn't I?

"Should I call one of my servants to gag me and restrict my hands? They'd probably relish the opportunity... I can imagine Ronove and that sneaky little chuckle of his."

I told her that wouldn't be necessary, before pointing my Pink Trigger's barrel in her direction. With a snap, a pink ring of energy popped up, closing tight around her head as though it was a barrier. While she dealt with that one, I created another around each arm. She panicked for a moment, before I reassured her with a calm smile that this was just part of the game, nothing to be worried about. Was she really so cocky that she'd let me continue? It seemed so.

The barriers narrowed down until they were just rings about the proper size for a blindfold or handcuffs. The one around her eyes shined pink; I could see her eyes through it, but she should be blind on the other side. The ones binding her hands were just as solid, and quickly, they pulled her arms behind her, locking the wrists together at the small of her back. Annoyed, she squirmed for a moment. "This is no handicap for me, you know... I'll defeat you in the next game all the same! You Americans are all about your <Fifty Shades>, aren't you?!" Heh, she sounded pretty irritated. I took the holding of the items as a pretty good sign that my magic had powered up.

There would be no next game, of course. Only an expression of my love.