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"What do you want, Douma?"
The tall man next to her looked at Y/n, his aura filled with desire and hunger. He put his fan back in his pocket and sat dangerously close to Y/n on the tree branch.
"I just wanted to meet my Y/n-sama!~" He whined letting his arms wrap around Y/n's smaller figure.
"For different intentions, I know you came here. Tell me what it is." She glared at the clingy guy, their faces were inches apart, and each other was brushing up their noses. Y/n still kept her stoic face at this action, she wasn't troubled by this.
Douma smirked, feeling bold. He slowly closes the gap between their lips but he felt no sensation of the woman's lips.
"Douma." A deep voice called out.
"You aren't allowed to violate women like that." The man said as he Jabbed Douma's head with no sympathy and hesitation. Y/n stared at the two demonic men.
"Ahah! Akaza-dono, thats a little rude interrupting a special moment between me and Y/n." His playful voice transforms into a serious tone of rage.
