Time Chamber In DxD

Chapter 40

A few more seconds passed before Azazel sighed.

"I have received a clear answer from her. There is no need to pursue this matter any further."

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Shemhazai had noticed it within the first week that something was off about his brother. Usually, Azazel would never stay for more than three days on his desk without causing some sort of fuss. And yet he didn't complain about wanting a break or some free time. He didn't even fiddle around with his sacred gears like he usually did, which was a major cause for concern in Shemhazai's eyes.

At first he didn't think much of it. But as the weeks drew on, he finally discovered the reason why. It was when Azazel sent a messenger to deliver documents to Cleria Belial that Shemhazai caught on. Ever since they met under the mutual issue of Igor, Azazel always personally engaged with her. At first, it was to build relations and rapport with her. But lately, it was because he purely enjoyed her company. And yet for Azazel to suddenly change all of that, it was easy for Shemhazai to deduce what happened.

Knowing that his brother had potentially fallen in love with Cleria, Shemhazai didn't want him to give up on this issue.

It is why that even though Azazel showed clear signs of not wanting to converse on this issue, he would relent.

"Brother. Will you truly let it end like this?"

Azazel looked up from his paperwork at Shemhazai. He truly appeared as if talking about this was uncomfortable for him.

But knowing his brother's quirks, Azazel could only sigh in defeat.

"What do you expect me to do, brother?"

Cleria's subject was becoming a sore spot for Azazel.

"Tell me, Shemhazai. What do you expect me to do?"

And yet instead of replying, Shemhazai had a question of his own.

"Do you love her?"

Azazel froze in thought. Both of his elbows were propped up on the desk, his hands supporting his cheeks. He seemed to gaze at something only he could see. Azazel slowly pictured the times he spent with Cleria. Everything from sharing news about the blonde, to figuring out how to hide his existence. Eventually, it grew to them just spending time together whenever he went to visit Baraquiel.

His mind then drifted over to the last week they spent together, where he slowly realised that he had begun to view her not as a friend, but something more.

Recalling all these things made Azazel chuckle.

"Heh~. Have you ever seen me wallow over a woman, brother? Me, the great Azazel?"

His meaning was clear. Since he sat here in the office 'wallowing' over a woman, then it was clear that he harboured great affection for her.

But Shemhazai wanted proper confirmation.

"Brother. With our age and experience, a day is more than enough for us to know if we want to spend the next millennium with someone."

Shemhazai practically glared at Azazel with how focused his gaze was on him.

"I ask again, brother. Do you love the Belial girl?"

Azazel closed his eyes in contemplation. But it didn't last long before he released his breath and turned to look at Shemhazai.

His gaze was filled with assurance and finality.

"I do."

A gentle smile spread on his face.