A Demon in the Modern World [ Errorink / Errink ]

Chapter 10 - Trip To The Underworld

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Two months had already passed since I met Error. Time flies quickly, doesn't it? Since September, he'd been my roommate, or at least pretending to be one as a human. Surprisingly, no one found it strange, not even my nosy neighbours who usually notice every little change in the area. Then again, who really gives a shit about someone else's life?

As I said, Error had been living with me for two months. During that time, I noticed some unusual behaviours of his.

Like, for example, his disappearance for two to five days. Personally, I wouldn't give a damn where he'd disappeared to, but hearing footsteps echo across the hallway each morning at 3 a.m. when he's leaving...tends to get on your nerves. You wake up and can't fall asleep again, and because of that, I can't work properly.

Oh, let me share something else I've noticed about him... which personally gets on my nerves:

Whenever he apologizes, his way of apologizing isn't your typical, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" For him, it's flirting... and teasing...

I remember one time when we were going after a spirit, the spirit panicked so hard that it exploded...yes, it exploded...and the black liquid from it..covered me from head to toe... Error wasn't covered because he actually hid while I didn't...and seeing me with that goo or whatever it was, he laughed so hard he doubled over, clutching his sides. My reaction was, of course, to glare at him, face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment. I turned around without a word and proceed to walk home. The quicker I had gotten home the sooner I'd had taken a shower - that was my thought process in that moment.

Of course, Error just kept on laughing until we got to my apartment...

I stormed off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. It took me almost two hours (or even more, I can't exactly remember) to get that stuff off of me. It was as if I covered myself with slime... Imagine taking slime off your hair; what a pain in the ass it was!!

When I was done, I walked out of the bathroom, with my hair still damp and my robe still wet from the morning shower. When I looked towards the living room, I saw Error with that same annoying smirk on his face, watching me approach him.

"You know," he started as soon as I entered the living room, "you could've just asked me to help you remove that stuff." He leaned back on the couch with a playful grin.

I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes at him. "...not a chance.."

Error snorted, then stood up and walked over to me. He actually got very close to me, almost making me back away, but I kept my ground. He tilted his head, a mischievous yet playful glint appeared in his eyes as he leaned in closer, invading my personal space even more. "Oh, come on. I would've been... gentle~," he teased, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper as he brushed a strand of hair behind my ear with surprising tenderness.

My face heated up almost immediately as I processed what he had just said. I clenched my fists so tightly that my knuckles popped, but instead of punching him in the face like I wanted to real badly, I just turned around. "I'm going to change. You're making dinner," I muttered, trying to keep my composure.

As I started walking towards my room, I heard him comment very loudly and clearly:

"For a guy, your ass is very nicely shaped."

I spun around, my face turning an even deeper shade of red. Without realizing it, I grabbed a sandal from the shoe rack and threw it at him. It hit him square in the face, making him yelp but also laugh. He rubbed his nonexistent nose but still laughed as he watched me retreat to my room.