when I got reincarnated in a demon world (light novel)

chapter 8

note: listen to attention slowed reverb while reading

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He knocked on the door, you shouted, "Whoever it is get the hell out of here!" Kurai got slightly shocked because of your angry voice tone since you usually have no tone in your voice.

(what's the point of even knocking when I can just come in...) Kurai thought and came into your room with the key. As he came in you started hitting him with the pillows while sitting on the bed.

Kurai dodged them all while coming forwards to you. He came behind you and wrapped his veiny hands around your shoulder he moved his mouth near your ears and whispered with his clear throat "I am sorry" (I am seriously so bad at acting...) thought Kurai.

You tried escaping his hug but he was too strong you end up biting on his arms. "OUCH....WHAT THE HELL!" kurai quickly removed his hands as he said that. You were still angry and said, "Stop faking it!"

Kurai asked you "How would you know if I was faking it?" You made a miserable impression and responded "Your eyes, your words, your expression are saying it clearly!" Kurai got a bit shocked and asked again "How do you? Do you know when a person is faking things?" You raised your voice and said, "I know, I know really well!"

Kurai got slightly angry and also raised his voice at you for the very first time "Y/n you know what you're being over dramatic!"

You didn't say anything, Kurai left your room...he closed the door and just sat beside the door.

While you were just standing with no impression. You sighed and started to put the pillow in its place... (Why am I surprised...when he is not the first person raising his voice) you thought.

Kurai on the other hand who was sitting beside your room door just brushed his hair roughly with his hands...and just slept there sitting.

You didn't come out of your room...while Kimiko Sama who just came to take a look saw kurai sleeping beside the door...Kimiko Sama didn't say anything and just went from there sadly.

At midnight when you got a little thirsty you opened the door and to your surprise you saw kurai sleeping, from the voice of the door kurai woke up...he looked at you and stood upright facing his front to you. He was taller than you, you could see his chest closer to you.

You took a glance at him and looked down...you took steps backward in your room and closed the door slowly and sadly. Kurai didn't move from there a single inch and whispered enough louder so you could hear [ you wouldn't see me like this tomorrow y/n and I swear all that romantic feelings I was showing you before were all fake] kurai left.

You were inside the room and nodded (as I thought he was faking it, not surprised and not happy) you thought.

In the morning you came downstairs to have breakfast and saw Kimiko Sama wasn't there only kurai was there with his cold face. You asked the maids "Where is Mother?"

Yeah, Kimiko Sama told you to call her mother from now on.

The maids replied "She said she has to visit an old friend she wouldn't be back till night" You hummed and took a glimpse at kurai...he was eating quietly looking nowhere.

"tch..."you said, you then sat and started to eat you said to kurai while eating "Stop being angry about such a small thing have you never experienced even such a thing!?" kurai looked at you with dead eyes but then he removed some rice from your chin with his thumb. He gave a warm smile and said "I am not angry" You widened your eyes...he stood up from his chair and came in front of you he looked down at you.

And bent a little, kurai kissed your forehead with all gentleness. Your spoon fell from your hands as you blushed slightly (why the hell is my heart beating so high) you thought. Kurai even picked up your spoon the maids were adoring you both.

He gave you the spoon and you took it. You looked right into Kurai's eyes (THIS ISN'T FAKE) you thought loudly.

He sat on his seat back taking a glance at you again and again, you were doing the same...many eye contacts were made each time your eyes met with him, and you could feel the warmth, in the desire to hold his hand the way you did while dancing, his warm hands you wanted you to hold them.