"Feeling to much is hell of a better fate than feeling nothing."
Luck was never on Y/ns side, she was dragged into a household that was filled with lust and everything ended up as her fault. Her step mother Kotoha Hashibira didn't have it easy eit...
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DISCOVERY.
Day after day, week after week and month after month.. time flew and Y/n felt like she was slowly yet steadily distancing herself from Kotoha and Inosuke. Or rather, they were forgetting about her. Everyday they disappeared without letting her know and everyday passed like nothing for Y/n too because of certain person who didn't leave her alone, not even for a minute.
This person was a demon who loved to tease and talk to Y/n. His name was Dōma and currently he took care of her because she got really sick. Out of fear that she will die, he even considered eating her so that she could live forever inside him. And something deep down inside him made him wonder.. why was he caring about this woman?
Evening was getting closer and Dōma sat next to Y/n, who tried to fall asleep on her futon. Since the demon who bothered her all the time was here, sleeping was indeed impossible case for her. Her gaze turned to him as she stared him into eyes as he returned the emotionless stare. "Hm~? Is there something bothering you?"
He asked and Y/n lifted her eyebrows as she laughed in her mind. She really thought he was stupid even though she knew very well that he isn't. "You are."
She responded and he tilted his head to the side, wondering what does she mean. "Naaw, there is noo way that I am bothering you, so why don't you tell me-" He tried to save the situation yet she interrupted him again.
"I meant every singe word that I said, I just don't get why do you always come to me.." Her eyes wandered off of his eyes as she stared at the ceiling.
"I didn't have this much fun in ages! Do I need to have any other reason to keep a human like you in my house?" He replied with honesty and she looked at him, utterly confused. If he considers talking about boring things, painting pictures with a colorblind person and brushing her hair fun.. then he is a lost case.
"You have a point.. but still, I'm tired now so I don't know how long will I stay up to talk with you. Why don't we continue tomorrow..? I promise I will be more interested in talking about your weird habit of brushing hair of skulls." She said as her hand lightly touched his knee, making him fall for the bait as a smile appeared on his face.
"Okie dokie~ then sleep tight Y/n.." His fingers slowly touched her hair as he placed it behind her ear. "Bye bye."
