My Demonic Angel: An Irys X Male Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 9

As if it was scripted, the moment Mumei opened the door, pictures of Baelz flew out.

Mumei: This. *Shocked*

Kronii: *Picks up a picture* Isn't this the new girl who moved in to your class?

Y/n: Wait I can explain. This is, for a...Magazine.

Mumei: Magazine?

Kronii: You do realize we know that you're lying.

Irys: Boo, bad liar. Get off the stage! 

After some back and forward we had to give in and tell them what all the photos were all about.

Y/n: So yeah. That's the reason.

Kronii: I was gonna report you guys to the police for stalking and illegally taking pictures of a teenage girl but now I'm pretty invested.

Mumei: I thought you were weird at first but this explains a lot.

Irys: Wait what?

Kronii: So when are we gonna go and find her again?

Irys: Wait what do you mean we?

Mumei: Well, you've told us everything of course you have to let us join you now.

Irys: I can't believe you've done this to me.

Kronii: Irys how about you join our club. You're not in any club right now right?

Irys: Wait, why does everyone wants to help me?

Y/n: I don't.

Irys: Nobody asked.

Kronii was persistent on helping, I don't think because she actually wants to help but just because she's just bored. 

Kronii: Lets play games some other time, we should discuss on how to defeat Baelz.

Irys: *sigh* Well have you guys seen anything weird about her besides the cheese. 

Mumei: Her Australian accent? 

Irys: That's probably because of the factory she's from set it to Australian.

I had a stroke of genius. 

Y/n: How about we ask her directly?

Irys: I'm not doing that.

Mumei: But who's gonna ask her?

Y/n: Not me neither.

Kronii: Everyone in favor of Y/n asking Baelz please raise your hand.

Everybody raised their hand.

Y/n: Why do I even bother on helping.

-Later that day-

Kronii: Alright she usually goes to the supermarket around this time on this route. So you'll just walk into to her and just walk with her.

Y/n: Alright, I don't know how you know that but thanks.

I walked down the pavement acting as if I'm on a relaxing stroll. Then, I saw her walking around the corner. I quickly walked into her on purpose.

Baelz: Ouch. Oh sory, I didn't mean to.

Y/n: Its okay. Oh hi Baelz. 

Baelz: Yeah.

Baelz was a bit shy. To be fair we are not really the close yet. I barely know anything about her.

Y/n: Where ya heading to?

Baelz: Oh to the uh, supermarket.

Y/n: What a coincidence, me too.

We both started walking together.

Baelz: Hey, Y/n, thanks again for helping me that day.

Y/n: No its fine. What were you doing anyway in the middle of the road.

Baelz: Nothing actually, I wasn't paying attention and didn't realize I was in the middle of traffic.

Y/n: Haha.

Baelz: Do you think I'm a weird person Y/n?

That was pretty random.

Y/n: No. I think you're just normal. You're an introvert.

Baelz: I-ntro? Intro-vert? What's that?

Y/n: Someone who likes to be alone. 

I should probably ask her some questions about HER.

Y/n: So I saw you buying a heck a lot of cheese the other day. What's up with that?

Baelz: Oh Nothing, I just like cheese.

She lied as naturally as she breathed. I still remember seeing her trying a cheese bun at our school cafeteria and spitting it out.

Y/n: Really? You sure love cheese if that's the case.

Baelz: Hihi.

I think she's starting to trust me more. This is good, might get her to spill more but, about what? What should I ask her more about?