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BOKUTO IMMEDIATELY REGAINED HIS COMPOSURE,
the confused and firm look on his face instantly fading away, " i didn't ask. sorry."
" eh?" akuma simply says, his expression turning awkward and surprised, " no. i was just introducing myself."
" right. no one told you to." bokuto bluntly spoke right away, " akuma jubaku. ain't you that 'curse' who wiped out district 20?"
district 20 up to district 15 are the areas where farmers─humans and vampires co-existing─were living before; until this cursed demon came and decided to turn those innocent peoples into bloodsucking monsters just like him. different from vampires; they are called " cursed spirits".
" no. i think 'took over' would be the right phrase instead of 'wiped out'." the curse smiles devilishly, slowly approaching the owl head vampire in a sly and playful manner, " may i know the name of this vampire in front of me?"
" sorry. i'm too lazy." bokuto shamelessly blows the smoke to akuma's face, unfazed and unafraid, " introducing myself won't help you get more humans and vampires to turn them into curses anyway."
" you're pretty brave." akuma fanned the faint fog away from his face, getting a clear view of bokuto's emotionless face once again, " you're not scared standing in front of the death's door?"
" i'm already dead, what do you mean?"
" that's not what i meant."
" i can feel myself getting along with you. ew."
the two stood in silence. the only thing they could hear internally is the human heartbeats of the peaceful ginger in his rest. it was the only moment bokuto could process things.
i can't feel his presence. expected from the king of cursed beings. he can hide everything. his aura, his physical body, himself. bokuto explains to himself, his eyes casually flicking towards the human in the king-sized bed. using that human as his vessel.
or maybe just a hiding place for the time being.
" ne, do you know of the royal family ruling over this world thousands of years ago?"
and what's with him blabbering when no one's asking? " so what about them?"
" i killed them. i feel so honored killing the royals first thing after arising from hell. too bad it resulted as an unknown death and people assumed they died from a certain decease."
" why not just go back to hell? not you spreading your virus here."
" then, i knew of the unborn child. and decided to make childhood memories for him before turning him as my permanent vessel."
" don't tell me you scoop him out of his mother's stomach."
" the blood and all."
" oh wow." permanent vessel, huh? " are mixed up with the human's blood? the people who 'ate' him will die for sure."
" any normal vampire will. but a vampire with special abilities or any royal ... they're pretty hard to deal with." akuma headed back to the bed, sitting down by the end of shouyou's small feet.
the curse slid his long, black nails to the redhead's thin ankles, wrapping his hand fully around it, " i'm bringing this thing into my domain."
" and?"
" tell him that he's pregnant with my child."
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with one touch of akuma's index and middle finger tips on bokuto's forehead, the latter felt the wave of exhaustion and sleepiness, and he couldn't do anything as his eye lids became heavy and forced his eyes to close to slumber.
" man, you talk too much today." the demon stared down at the three with a disappointed look, " too bad .." he paused.
the balcony's door of kenma's room slid open by green smoke; a huge amount of it filled the room up to the ceiling and into every corner of the place.
" this human's mine now." the cursed demon's 'demonic' voice slowly changes──a sly, thin yet low voice that resembles the sound of a snake continues, " he for sure will be safe with us."
" daishou, you do know that Inarizaki has their eyes on this human." a boy with light brown hair, softly spiked up and bangs swept to the side stood beside kenma's bed, where the human was harshly awoken by the described boy; kuguri's large hand was placed on the human's bare stomach, doing everything to get rid of the owl symbol, which cause utmost pain and torment to the ginger head
kuguri gently cradled the human and shouyou's loud, distressed cries calmed down as he felt the warmth brought by the boy's long arms wrapped around him protectively.
" and what do you mean by 'he's pregnant with my child'?" hiroo flatly asks, plainly staring at the dark green smoke surrounding a certain figure. it slowly faded away, revealing a young man, standing not tall but definitely not short, with dark, brownish green hair and his bangs swept to the left, " suguru?"
the young man wearing the dark green leather jacket that roughly matches his hair color turned to the few people gathered behind him, " i'm considering of making it come true."
#21
so, si daishou lang pala yon. daming alam ng author niyo.
