Everyone was gathered around a woodfire created with magic by Satan.
I stared at the flames and the bursts that escaped the fire. Each time, shivering as the wind graced my body, which even though it was freed by the wet clothe, and now sheltered by the demon brother's upper garments, still felt cold.
None of them showed sign of discomfort, because of the low temperatures of the night.
Mammon noticed concern in my eyes, and figured I was worried because of their chest and upper limbs being exposed to the freezing gusts of winds.
"Don't worry about us Pamy! We demons, ain't affected because of these low temperatures."
Beel added, while he took a bite of a 3 feet long monstrous roasted fish he caught at the lake,
"Mhn... Our body temperature is higher than that of humans and we can regulate it to a more comfortable state."
Belphie,
"That's why... You should cover up yourself more... If you don't want to suffer from the cold~"
All of the demon brothers, except Asmo, blushed and looked away. Asmo kept on ginning and looking at me, until Satan slapped the back of his head, earning a yelp of retaliation.
He cleared his throat and pointed out,
"Umhum...!"
I noticed that while my body relaxed in the clothing, my cleavage had started to show.
I quickly fidgeted with the layers of clothing and made sure to "properly" put them all together into a cocoon.
Everyone chuckled.
Satan,
"Pamy looks like the cocoons of the Soul Butterflies we used to mount back at the Heaven Realm years ago, when we were kids.
Asmo exclaimed brightly,
"I remembered those! We used to have races on those! All except for Mammon of course, he feared them. Although... I have to say, he is STILL scared of them..."
YOU ARE READING
THE SHADOW BOOK OF DEMONS: NEAR THE END OF DAYS
FantasyTwo years ago, I waved goodbye to the Devildom. Days passed, and I've dedicated myself to studyng at the university as your average human student, surounded by average humans; no magic spells clases, no hell creature anatomy and no finding myelf try...
