Dark Path to Heaven [Demon Romance]

Chapter 14

Chapter Music: "Forget-me-not" from the BL game "Lamento -Beyond the Void-"

You don't have to break my arm though. I already decided to follow you.

Somehow, this sudden turn of events had made me extremely happy. I would never imagine that he would want to speak to me so fervently. And what was the thing about him sitting on the swing next to me? I could swear I was alone the whole time. And most importantly, why would he want to secretly sit close to me? My heart started thumping loudly in my chest.

But how did the demon know my name? Well, it would make sense if his 'Master' had told him. There were just too many questions.

After a minute of walking, we reached a spacious enough canopy built against the main academy building and Mr. Astar started a fire in the middle.

"Can you also control the elements of nature?" I asked, impressed.

"Hardly. I'm much better at black magic," he said and fixed an enraged glare on me. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What do you mean?" Why would he get so mad all of a sudden?

"Skipping classes, staying outside like this..." he spoke as if the list would go on forever.

"I know how to make medicine that will cure some illnesses effectively. I won't catch a cold." And why did he care anyway?

"Do you think that getting sick is the only problem?" his tone was cold as always but I had the impression that there was another feeling there besides anger. Something like... concern?

"I know. There are wizards and demons who might harm me. But–"

"There you have it! Why don't you listen to your mind?!"

"Because such things are rare! I've heard that 'accidents' only happen to those who break the rules and I didn't break any! Besides–" my voice paused on its own, unconsciously, "I, uh, wasn't feeling too well these days!" I turned my gaze downwards, "I felt like letting off steam."

"Even so it's dangerous," his voice was still harsh but he sounded calmer now.

"About skipping classes," I continued, "I'm not obliged to attend them."

"That doesn't mean you should take advantage of it."

"I was dragged into a world where I was meant to always be overpowered." I spoke softly hoping that 'the cruel man' would understand "I never asked for it and still, most of the people here are treating me like an outsider, a dead weight or a guinea pig." Most of those words were mainly meant for him: "My future is uncertain and–"

"I'm sorry," he said abruptly and took a step closer to me, his brooding grey eyes burning me like fire.

Did he just apologize? I couldn't believe it.

"This is all my fault, correct?" he continued, having found his composure. "Why you feel so miserably and why you felt the need to withdraw."

I couldn't answer that because it would sound as if he was too important to me. But yes, that was the principal reason.

When he noticed I was hesitating, he simply dropped his gaze, thinking. Would he stop looking down on me and being stern all the time?

"I'll take you to my room if you don't mind," he suggested then. "I need to talk to you about something and I don't want us to be seen in this state."

I took a good look at his face to gauge his intentions. I didn't think he'd lie, but I wanted to be sure in any case.

"I can hide my intentions very well if I want to," he guessed my thoughts and rolled his eyes.