Married to a Demon

Chapter 6 : Compliments of a seducer

As of course, Satan decided that since she was insensitive to his charm, he had no reason to make any effort to dress up. Well, almost. Rwine had missed to make a crisis of anguish by seeing him landing naked as in the first day in the dining room, the same evening. Having barely had time to see his naked torso, Lisa was already scarlet when the butler tied a towel around the hips of his master, who burst into a virile laugh. He didn't mind embarrassing everyone with his nudity.

And Lisa regretted for a moment not to have finally had the clear heart on the size of its attributes.

Not that she was interested, mind you!

But she was afraid it was more of a blunt weapon than anything else, like in Lilith's book. I should have asked him about it, she mused, before blushing at the turn her thoughts took.

-My wife, you seem preoccupied.

-Stop calling me that.

-You are my wife. What's the problem?

-I feel like an object when you say it like that, she grumbled, helping herself to a big bowl of rice. And then, can I know why I end up with two demons and a dwarf dog in my house!? A week ago I was quiet! Why are there so many people, huh?

The two demons in question looked at her.

-Does my presence bother you, my Queen? said Rwine, ready to get up and leave.

-No, not you! Honestly, you clean, you're friendly, you make the meal and you do it for free!

-I pay him for that,"retorted Satan, frowning.

She looked at him in surprise, then at Rwine, who nodded. Gee, she hadn't thought of that. What exactly did she think the demonic society was all about?

-I am the devoted employee of my King. It was he who asked me to take care of your home, because, according to him, his presence had made a mess of no name.

That was the point.

-Besides, I am well paid, added the butler with a touch of pride. The King knows how to reward his loyal subjects.

-That much? she asked. With us, this type of function is not... Uh... No offense, Rwine, but it's not... Gratifying.

Astonished, he noticed her. Embarrassed, Lisa explained to him what it was all about. If some people liked their job, one could not say that in the present time it was really a popular job. Offended, he almost choked on a spoon of rice. Satan decided to intervene.

-We see things differently, Lisa, he said in a soft voice. Our society is different from yours.

An eyebrow raised, she noticed this man who suddenly had very clear diction, a strong voice and a regal air despite his simple briefcase at his waist. And Grandma's pink flower plate in front of him.

-I don't know anything about your society, she confessed. You never told me about it.

-You didn't ask me, he said. I wanted to give you time to get used to the fact that demons exist. Given what human history says about us, it was better to wait.

Mmh, he wasn't wrong. Yet, she realized that it wasn't necessarily Satan's demonic nature that bothered her. It was mostly the fact of finding herself, from one day to the next, married and with an unknown individual under her roof. Who brought his butler and his dog, on top of that. As dwarf as he was.