We're All Naughty Here | Diabolik Lovers x Reader

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"hm? so you're snooping around, now?" The blonde voiced toward your frozen demeanor.

"Geez, this is her? What an eyesore."

There were three ivory knights that didn't look too pleased to see you in this exact room. Though, their calm and playful auras didn't seem like they wanted to kill you either.

Still, would they chop off your head?

You glanced over your shoulder to notice that the bloodied napkin was not covering the rotten flesh.

Out of alert, you quickly slid yourself in front of the contents to block your curious nature to be seen.

The shortest of the Knights spoke up, "what are you doing?" He asked, his grey, droopy eyes narrowing themselves to your pelvic area—where the contents were behind.

"Oh~ Azusa, where are you looking?" The blonde boasted out of playfulness. Immature. His intention didn't seem sadistic like they were at the Red Kingdom.

All three goofed off like mere boys.

You had to hold your tongue a bit. You were raised to be a fine women, and an Obedient housewife; but what does it matter if the memories were slowly drifting away? Manners came first—but did it really matter??

'No. but I feel hot...'

"What are you looking at?" Spoke a tall Knight. His voice was deep, and still juvenile. Nothing like the ones in red.

"I did not know a group of men with such a high position would be so wet behind the ears."

It was something you blurted out without thinking; just the thought of a very feminine housewife in mind.

The tallest one glared daggers—you felt small, as if he grew even taller right in front of your eyes.

He marched closer to your shaking body, as you could not move due to your cover up. He towered over you; you had to grip the counter edges to separate your face from the breath that eased down your neck.

You glanced down to his fist that tightly held the silver sword. "Are you going to kill me?" You muttered in a sense of calm.

He never answered your question, "You have a bad mouth."

You clicked your tongue and glimpsed back at the other two knights—who seemed too amused by your discomfort.

You decided to play some more, as the ones that didn't kill seemed annoying, boring. "All play and no work makes Jack a mere boy."

"And all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." The tallest spat back.

"Hmph."

As in the back, the The Soldier who's ears were the dampest sighed in a purposely obnoxious tone. "Why is she still like that?"

"To think that she's been in here for a while. She's still so boooring! Aren't the changes supposed to work faster?"

"Well... she is... the... the 'vassal'?" The shortest tapped his chin. "It's 'vessel', Azusa."

"Vessel? Vessel for what?"