Demon Queen || WTDSIK! Characters x Fem! Reader [DISCONTINUED]

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Well, after- I can't even say role play without my mind wandering off on that area.

After all what happened, we can now fully conclude Clara is misunderstood. She's fun to hang out with, and even the situations that she can make for the play were hella interesting and very engaging. I can't believe I became too engrossed in playing as her mother that I almost made Asmo-kun go to the shame corner-

Oh, Demon King, forgive me for what I have become.

But really, she was fun to be around. Is this how it feels like to have a girl best friend? And speaking of Clara, one of the interesting things she have is her 'pocket' that she can use to get anything she wants—even a damn car if she wants. That's how amazing she is.

Upon observing, she has this habit of giving foods and drinks. Often, Asmo-kun and I give each other a look whenever she does that. In the first place, why is that one of her habits? Why does she keep making us filled with food every time we go with her?

And this day, I have finally found the answer.

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"Clara!"

Sitting on a freshly placed picnic blanket, the three of us turned around to see who called her. They are one of the students of our batch. At one glance, I can already tell this group was trouble. But Clara being Clara, she paid no heed and happily went to them. They patted her hair and asked for many things to be delivered in a specific place.

I looked at Asmo-kun, who was staring at them blankly.

"...Asmo-kun."

"...I know."

Both of us knew that she was being used. We both had no courage to tell her about what we got based on their interaction. We knew she would not believe us, and she would press that we were only thinking nonsense.

Some people will always need to learn the hard way to wake up and face reality.

We did not talk about it, but rather, we continued what we were talking about, which was our next play. But amid the fun conversation, Asmo-kun and I almost let out the urge to speak what's on our minds. But luckily, Clara was not sharp in the sense that she would notice a sudden change in mood.

She then remembered what to do for those guys and excused herself. We nodded and told her to be careful.

...

[3rd POV]

Clara was getting nearer to the usual stairs that the gang would hang out. She then had the sudden urge to walk towards them slowly, and her footsteps were more silent. The first sentence that one of them yelled out made her stop in her tracks and almost made her knees buckle.

"I can't believe that bitch still thinks we are all mates!" All of them were laughing loudly, but the one who patted her hair was the loudest.

"I told you~ Girls only need some attention and affection to submit!"

She heard a few more nonsense from them before her tears fell.

She let it fall up until the entrance of the courtyard. She thought that perhaps, this, too, was the ulterior motive that the two she left earlier had when they approached her. She hurriedly wiped her tears and came back to the two with a smile on her face.

"Guys! I also both some things for ya. If you want apples, I can shabam out of my pockets, but other than that! I have," She started searching for things to show off to her 'friends' and kept telling what was in her plastic bag, without knowing the two people in front of her were very concerned.

"...Clara."

"Ah! I also have chocolate and some choco chips-"

"Clara."

"No? Don't you want that? I also have chips here. So please..."

The two got teary-eyed at the face she had shown to them.

"...Please don't leave me. I'll do anything you want."

Tears started falling on her face, and she kept asking them not to leave her.

"Clara... listen here," Y/N put both of her hands on Clara's shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. Enough not to make her feel pain but enough for Y/N to get Clara's attention. "We are not here because of the powers you have. We are not here to use you. We genuinely want to be your playmates."

"I ... don't want to be left alone again. I don't want to be alone again! Despite having the power to get anything I want by imagining it, I can't create a playmate because I do not know what and how to imagine it! I do not know how to imagine it because I have always been alone most of my life. I... do not know what the ideal playmate is."

"...And so you're letting yourself get used for the sake of it? Why..." Y/N started to cry out of sadness for her friend. The flashbacks of her being used and the happiness she felt that she was of service to others appeared. The flashbacks on how she felt honored to be used because she felt she was not alone and was just like the rest.

She was wrong, she realized. Why would she, in exchange for loneliness, let her self-worth be trashed upon? Loneliness is a big thing, and people hate it because it makes them different from the rest. But the thing is, in time, we get to find the friends who will genuinely love us just like we do to them—without filters.

"Why must you let yourself get hurt like that? Why must you knowingly get yourself get used like that? For the sake of not being alone? Bullshit. It is BETTER to be alone than knowing you are only getting used. BEING ALONE IS BETTER THAN THE BETRAYAL AND THE PAIN YOU ARE GIVING TO YOURSELF. YOU ARE HURTING YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU ARE EXPECTING THEM TO RECIPROCATE THE THINGS YOU DO FOR THEM WHILE BOTH OF US KNOW THAT IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! You're wasting your youth expecting too much for others. Why... why must you suffer like this? You deserve good friends- we all do. If those assholes could get playmates, how much more can you? You deserve a lot more than this, Clara. You deserve to experience and feel genuine happiness, and not a type of happiness that only hurts you."

Both of them are crying and hugging each other, while a particular light pink-haired demon is furious.

Who dare hurt my Y/N-sama like that? Who d a r e d? Asmodeus can only think—and that is what made him frustrated. He could be no help when Y/N was hurting. He couldn't help her and wished that he had met Y/N earlier.

Y/N once again put her hands on Clara's shoulder and squeezed them gently.

"Clara, don't let yourself settle for something less than what you deserved. We can be your playmates, Clara. Is your habit of giving food to us was a way for us to be with you longer, am I right?"

"...Yes. I used food so that we could have more time together."

"We never expected to be treated that way, Clara. Without the things you are doing right now, we are okay. We are playmates, not a damn master-servant—Oh dear,"

Both of them looked back to see Asmodeus surrounded by flames. He was plotting to investigate who hurt his Y/N-sama. Clara and Y/n looked back at each other and laughed. Too bad Asmodeus won't be able to do so, but at least, all was well. Perhaps, being naughty and immediately getting the innuendoes will be a thing for their group.

After all that, the group deemed assholes came back minutes later after they cleared the air. The two behind the leader were already salivating at the thought of the food they get to devour. Y/N and Clara smirked at each other, and Clara did her thing:

She made a heavy vending machine appear and drop on the two lackeys, and as for the leader, she threw him tons of cream buns that made them run for their lives. The three of them laughed. Who knew those people who hurt Clara were no match to her?

It was true that sometimes people will learn the hard way, but once they learn and fight back, it will be an easy win.

[I may or may not projected what I had experienced and learned :sweats:]