SACRIFICIAL WITCH // 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭

[CH 21] One Night

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬʸᴵᴺᴳ : "For Your Entertainment"
ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯

"You look beautiful, sweetheart~" Childe praised as he took the gloved hand of his date and gently placed a kiss on her knuckles.

"Thank you... dear." (Y/n) replied through gritted teeth as they passed a group of unsuspecting demons.

She learned right before their arrival that Childe had an ulterior motive to coming to the ball from the beginning. Apparently there was a poor soul who didn't pay back their debt to him but they were hard to catch. The ginger had learned that his target was going to make an appearance at the ball—the masquerade ball.

It made it easier for the demon to get in without bringing too much attention to himself, though (Y/n) had no clue why he had to drag her along. Childe could've shown up by himself but he insisted that it was easier for him to blend in the crowd if he had a partner.

Persistent he was indeed. He told her they needed to act like a couple to throw off any suspecting persons that could give him away to his target. So the moment they arrived at the ball his attention was solely focused on her. He acted like a doting boyfriend and she didn't know how to feel about it.

"Do you want to eat and drink something before we dance?" His hand rested on the small of her back and his blue eyes stared at her through his red mask. He wore a grey suit with medals that were pinned onto the jacket and a matching red cape that flowed effortlessly with every step he took. A pair of black riding boots and a black belt over his jacket contrasted with the colors of his attire, but it looked cohesive. The earring in his ear dangled when he titled his head to the side, awaiting her answer.

(Y/n) adjusted her mask, "Food sounds good right now actually."

"Try not to eat too much, I can't have you falling into a food coma." He gently tilted her chin up to place a peck on the corner of her lips. She gripped onto his wrist and felt his lips curl up into a smirk which disappeared the moment he pulled away.

He was taking advantage of the situation and enjoying every second of it. "Not that I don't mind carrying you around like a princess if that's what you'd like."

"I would not like that." She narrowed her eyes at him. She wanted to smack that smug look off his face.

"You never know until you try it out, sweetheart." He wrapped his arm around her waist and head her close, "Lets get some food."

(Y/n) softly sighed and followed him. Her eyes scanned the ballroom and saw various intricately designed masks. The amount of demons around was astonishing. She thought Hell was all about souls suffering in pits of lava or chained up to prevent them escaping from their punishments. Maybe there was a place in Hell where that occurred, but it certainly wasn't here. This was the domain of demons, they all would've been suffering from their sins but they sure knew how to hide it.

"Ah, they have such a good variety here~" Greed looked at the table. His partner paused when she saw that her definition of food was very different compared to Childe's.

Instead of normal food on the table, there were vials—the size of the palm of a hand—of glowing objects. It became clear to her that those were souls. They looked concentrated, squished to fit into the vials. This was the first time she'd seen souls out of a body. There had to be hundreds of vials on display like food on platters. If her dress wasn't designed to mask her human-like soul and throw off demons from sensing that she wasn't a demon, then she was sure that she could've ended up in a vial herself. Such thoughts caused the witch to freeze in her spot and nervously gulp.

"Relax," Childe leaned over her shoulder as he feigned a kiss to her ear so he could whisper, "you don't have to eat any of it. Just get a drink."

"Ugh... I could definitely use one." (Y/n) nodded and tilted her head away, "And don't do that... it tickles." She muttered.