She repaid me with some tea.
I like my tea, so I didn't mind. In fact, the company was a lot better than the tea. She seemed very cynical towards me at first, she showed she was obviously a confident person, but whenever I complimented on anything about her, she would get flustered and almost glare at me. After a while I complimented her just to see her blush.
Eventually, I needed to leave.
I put my tea cup back on the small plate I was given and nodded to the young woman. "If you'll excuse me, I must take my leave," I informed. I stood up and smiled to her, dismissed myself and went to leave.
She seemed to jump at my sudden dismissal, pushing her chair back from her standing up. "Wait!"
I stopped and turned, somewhat surprised by her sudden outburst. "I must admit I didn't know you were capable of yelling," I chuckled to her. She blushed from her sudden outburst, but literally rubbed her blush away.
"C-Can I see you again?" she asked me.
I was further taken aback by the sudden request, she seemed almost embarrassed to ask me, but I found it cute. I composed myself and smiled with a nod, "Of course. I look forward to it." I tapped my head to dismiss myself again.
I made it about twelve paces when she suddenly called out. "Wait! I don't have your name."
I froze to my spot and tried to think this over. My real name? My fake name?
I turned to her and flashed her another smile. "My name is Harold, Harold Pep." With that I turned and continued walking.
The young lady went wide eyed from my blunt statement and chased after me. She followed me around the corner, but by then I was nowhere to be seen, at least by her.
I leaned over the edge of the rooftop looking down on her as she looked around in bewilderment at my absence. But she soon chuckled, a scoff of amusement coming from her as she folded her arms and sighed, "Alright Harold. Until next time."
I watched her walk away without any more words.
I landed with feather-like elegance on the ground and stared at the corner, half expecting her to peek around the corner and cheer in triumph over seeing that I hadn't actually left, but I didn't see her face again. I dismissed myself for real this time and started walking down the street again.
I went into the early twilight, after all, I do still have jobs to do. And if I want to make time for that young lady, I needed to finish them quickly.
*
I had managed to find everybody but Erica Wright and Darrel Creek, not that I had much of a chance finding them in that town. Either way, my superiors seemed to find my ratio satisfactory due to the amount I was given in the first place. They accepted me missing a couple and simply gave me my next assignments.
I spent a surprising amount of time seeing this young woman. I liked her company, she was unlike any of the other demons in my world and she seemed generally nicer and unique compared to other people.
But every time I asked her name, she never told me, just laughed, winked and changed the subject quite skilfully.
But one day, I came to see her like I normally had. We seemed to have this idea of where and when. Every second Monday, in these fields outside of her town place. She liked the outdoors, while I liked the company while in solitude.
No demons were bound to see me here.
She didn't know I was a demon however, and I was happy to keep it from her. And all seemed fine for the longest time.

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Tales of the Travellers
Fantasy"How did you come to the Travellers? Ringleaders pick their agents themselves, so what happened for the demons to pick you to be his first agent?" The man asked. "So... what was your story? Why did your Ringleader come after you?" * Kimberly the ha...