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?
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My Demonic Angel: An Irys X Male Reader Fan Fiction
FanfictionAfter getting kicked in the back. Y/n some how ended up in a relationship with a girl. Half yandere, half tsundere, and a sprinkle of cuteness. Irys isn't here to play around. Or is she?