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The sight of Judith, who was standing in front of the bedroom, being sucked into the black bedroom as if eaten, was still vivid before Derick’s eyes. His heart hardened like a stone and he couldn’t move for a moment.

He had been feeling Lucas’ presence since dinner. Since each demon has a different appearance, it was not difficult to recognize that it was him. But, as soon as he realized that he was following Judith to the second floor, he immediately ran out of the dining hall.

‘I don’t know why I felt such a cold shiver when I wasn’t even in danger. But, if I hadn’t gone in a hurry, Judith would have been…’

Lucas stared at his superior with less playful eyes than before.

“What if I try to do it again?”

“Next time, I’ll be twisting your neck instead of sticking you up against the wall.”

“I’d like to decline that.”

Lucas, who had an expression of horror just imagining it, soon returned in the form of black smoke and disappeared through a crack in the window. Derrick, who was looking up at the quiet night sky outside the window where he disappeared, left the office.

As he entered the bedroom, he stopped at the sound of a crack. When he looked down, he saw the floor littered with broken glass.

Derrick, who finally realized what Judith had scratched, clicked his tongue and waved his hand. Then, a gentle wind in the air sucked up all the pieces of glass, and soon they disappeared without a trace.

Judith was sleeping soundly in a bed so bright it was blinding.

Derrick turned off all the lights except one. An afterimage of a soft light flickered on her white face.

In the quiet bedroom, unlike before, her heartbeat was regular and stable. To Derrick, it sounded as sweet as a lullaby. As he listened to the beat and speed being evenly matched, he also felt relieved about her. Originally, he liked a faster tempo than this, but strangely enough, it seemed like he was fading away, only with her.

Derrick, sitting on the bed, looked at her slender hands. As he looked at her straight fingers, he remembered the pitiful touch of her hand that had been unable to let go of his clothes. At the time, he only felt sad amidst his anger, but now that she thought about it again, he felt strangely better.

If you think about it, Derrick is a devil just like Lucas. Even though they were on the same level, she was overly wary of Lucas but relaxed when she was with Derrick. That made him feel absolutely trusted by her. The fact that she opens her heart only to Derrick, doesn’t mean that she is special to him.

Derrick looked down at her sleeping with her arms crossed.

‘You can’t say that you have such a dog-like feeling, love, right?’

The voice of Lucas asking in astonishment did not leave his ears, like a fly.

It wasn’t going to happen as Lucas said. But as his thoughts continued, he wondered what it would be like if it happened. Love, emotions, what a big deal. If it happens, it happens, or if it doesn’t, it doesn’t.

Who previously thought that things get messy when emotions get involved? It seems that by entering a human body, he has truly become as treacherous as them. The change of mind that occurred as easily as flipping the palm of his hand is unfamiliar.

He thoughtfully lay down next to Judith. As he slid his forearm under her pillow, she secretly moved her head in her sleep, as if the hot body temperature was better than her cold pillow. As Derrick got closer to her, he could smell her sweet scent.