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[It's hard being Erika. It's hard and no one understands. Freelance detective work, private investigator, stalker, whatever it is, she does it because it's something to do and it keeps her mind working and even though she still gets cheap thrills from spilling someone's secrets, it's just not very satisfying. Even if she wasn't toning herself down, compared to Beatrice's game, not many people can really measure up.

In short, Erika is bored and bored Erika means clinging to someone and whining until something interesting happens.

Dragging herself down the street like a child on the verge of a temper tantrum, she spots Mikado. Just leaving the house apparently. Erika hadn't realised she was walking this way but it's not surprising. Mikado is a good enough cure for boredom.

Erika gathers up some snow and ducks into a niche between two houses. Checking that it's packed good and tight. Then calling out once he's in range.]

Mikado, look! [And then throwing the snowball as hard as she can.]

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[Her smiles widens in delight and Erika refuses to budge so easily.]

Tell me you surrender first.

Y-yeah right! As if I w-w-would!

[Got his shirt down but still wet and cold.]

[Oh the way her eyes light up when victims fight back. Struggle makes the catch more satisfying. Erika giggles and moves to pin him harder.]

Next time the snow goes lower. Still, you won't give in?

[He tries to grab her hands to preemptively stop any further snow in his clothes.]

N-no way.

'Good!' I wouldn't want you to give up yet.

[He has her hands but diversion tactic! The classic kiss your opponent move.]

[Mikado is exactly the type that tactic works on. He makes a startled noise and squirms, confused. Totally not on guard at the moment.]

[Erika was certain it would work. Which means she pulls back with a grin to look at him. It's a good view, after all. Hands free now and so snow gets shoved down his pants.]

[That shriek is pretty girly as he flails and tries to shove her off. Oh man things are not supposed to be that cold down there.]

Y-you...!

[This time the shove works but only because Erika only needed a little help to fall over. Shrieking laughter rings out as she doubles over in the snow, shaking in amusement and probably emotions Mikado is better off not knowing. But she glances at him, smile wide and bright with that weird sadism of hers.]

Y-Your face! That face! I can't- I can't... [Bursting into a fresh wave of giggles.] That sound and that face! Your reactions are always so beautiful.

[Mikado is shivering horribly as he sits up and half doubles over himself. So. So. So cold it's practically painful.]

Y-you're s-s-sadistic.

[Like that's news.]

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[Erika sits up and points at her temple with a giggle.]

You already knew that! It is certainly old news. Sadism is the only way to ensure the most wonderful results.

[Even though she says that, Erika shrugs off her coat and pulls off her scarf. In a moment she's wrapped Mikado up in them with a happy hum.]

Now then, will you admit defeat so I can get you warm or will you struggle under me longer?

[As she wraps the coat around his shoulders, Mikado grabs Erika's waist and hauls her down next to him. Still shivering too much to do anything else, but hey, he has her captive.]

I'm m-m-more stubborn than you think. N-no way d-do I g-give up.

[Blink. Unexpected. She does underestimate him sometimes. Even if it's something simple like this, it still delights her that Mikado wouldn't give in so easily. Enough so that Erika forgets herself for a moment to nuzzle his cheek.]

Even though this is the most you can manage to do and you will definitely get a cold from this...

[What a good master. But then she giggles and grins.] In that case, I'll try harder.

[Erika's solution is to face this head on. Literally. She headbutts Mikado.]

[Mikado just holds on stubbornly, wincing a bit. But since he's holding her close enough, she can headbutt hard, but there's no momentum behind it.]

Th-there's a limit to cheating. I-if you can get free in five m-minutes you win. I-if not, i-it's my w-win.

[Why not? He can make up rules as well as she can. And he has his hands locked together behind her back, so he may not be the strongest, but he's confident in his hold on her.]

[Erika's look briefly lights up despite her tactic failing. New terms are fun! Changes are interesting and even if he's not strong, just her squirming shows he has a good hold.]

An advantageous change for you but deal. But if you aren't careful, your fingers will get too cold before the time is up. I'm still in a winning condition.

[Confident as ever. But she's starting to shiver a little, too. She had expected Mikado to give in so the issue of just being in a dress in the snow didn't seem like a problem.]

[It's a matter of whether he gets too numb to hold on or she gets too cold to break free. Either way, for now Mikado is stubborn.]

Th-then go ahead and break free, if you c-can.

[Grinning at him. Boy does she ever find him attractive right now. Or maybe it's just the attitude.]

W-wouldn't it be more enjoyable to see that glowing arrogance of yours shatter like glass when I break free in the last s-second? [Biting her lip. Must not show she's getting cold.]

You can give in now, if y-you want to go inside.

[Still stuttering, but also confident and a little arrogant, yep.]