Chapter 54: Someone’s Cuteness

**The Demon’s Love**

*Chapter 54: Someone’s Cuteness*

Amari’s

My hand trembled from realization then I felt arms that hugged me from behind.

“How do you feel?”

It was a worried voice of Zaren but I couldn’t shake off the feeling if I was the cause of this reason. It couldn’t be that it was a natural skill of controlling the Dark Magic without actually having innate of it. This was definitely not a good sign, what is this uneasy feeling?

Does that mean all along… I was the cause of all the problem. Why can I control the Dark Magic?

Concerned, I looked back at Zaren and pushed him from me. “… Did you see that?”

He tilted his head, “See what? What are you afraid, we’ve defeated them, don’t be scared.”

Like a mother, he didn’t stop embracing me while patting my back. Smoothly, he grabbed my hand then sheathed it using the holder of the sword with a smile on his face. I don’t want to look like I was hiding something from him again, but I need time to giddy myself up. I want to process if my questions were right or if it was just mere delusion.

Zaren innocently smiled, consoling me. “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine, Rymond and I will be here.”

Reluctantly, I kept my mouth shut and timidly nodded my head. If I was indeed right. I hadn’t tried practicing controlling Dark Magic but even with a simple flick of my hand, I can somehow control, disperse the Dark Magic. But why can I do that? Was it because I was a killer before?

I opened my palms, not wanting to believe that I had been possessed by it. I must not be, it couldn’t be.

**

After another journey, we stopped by a lake for us to be able to wash our stained clothes and body. Since it was already night, it is only right that we rest. Despite my efforts to erase my anxiety, it only heightened when I saw Bal, who was struggling to stay alive.

My head throbbed. I have the Healing Ability, but now I have identity crisis. Why do I have Healing Ability but I could control Dark Magic? What does that mean? I feel like if I heal him right now, I am deceiving not only them but myself.

Who am I?

Rymond sighed then asked me, “What could be bothering you, Milady?”

I shot him a glare, “You’re asking me such a serious question using that adorable appearance of yours. How am I able to take you seriously?”

He waved his hand, “Oh my. Don’t you know that cute people could shatter one’s guard? I thought you’d open up?”

“Dream of it. Why are you here anyway?”

Zaren told him to sleep but he never said to sleep with us. Besides, he’s old enough to take care of his own although it doesn’t look like it. He’d be unscathed even if we leave him out there.

Rymond shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t feel protected outside.” He grumbled like a kid, and I averted my eyes from him, not wanting to see him act all cute.

“I don’t know why you’re acting like you can’t protect yourself. Besides, I wouldn’t want to stay awake for the whole night. Zaren and I have night activities to do.”

Rymond narrowed his eyes, disgusted. “Ew, you still do that even though everyone can hear you guys? You still want to do that? I had enough…”

“Why would you invade our privacy then?”

“Don’t you want to sleep with him?” Then, Zaren interjected pointing at him like a matter of fact.

I blinked at him while Rymond beamed happily. “I told you!”

I frowned. Wasn’t Zaren cold to him? Did they undergone some sort of heart-to-heart conversation that I didn’t know about or Rymond manipulate him for good? I wouldn’t mind but I’d prefer if he wouldn’t go such an extent. I took a deep sigh, uncertainly asking him.

“You… what kind of spell did you put on my husband?”

Rymond cutely laughed and winked, “Cute kid like me is the reason.”

This is unbelievable. How come the stoic and hostile Zaren became too soft for a teasing Rymond? Moreover, when did they get so close it looked strange? In the past, Zhiven always picked fights with him and using an adult-body, they fought bare handed. Of course, the winner was Rymond, but due to that, they’ve come to hate each other more. Thus, in this world, why would they become so close when they had nothing useful for their relationship?

Frankly speaking, it’s definitely odd.

I looked at Zaren, asking. “So, why did you invite him here?”

“Kid like him needs protection.”

“….”

Rymond had literally put a cast on him, I won’t believe them!

That was what I said but why were they hugging each other, snuggling like father and a son? Come on, Zaren I am your wife and that kid like there is of no relation with you!

I frowned, snapping my hand then the candle turned off. I glanced at Zaren’s back which was facing me and I internally humphed. I am his wife but he was hugging someone. Have I become too bland for his liking now? Don’t tell me… he has taken a liking to Rymond?!!

No, no. That’s impossible.

“Hmm, what are you thinking?”

Out of a sudden, Zaren faced me and pulled me in his arms. Oh, was he not going to hug Rymond the whole night?

I confusedly looked at him, “… Did I wake you up?”

He gently shook his head, snuggling on my chest and breathing in relief, “I was waiting for you… hm, you smell good.”

This is why I don’t want to have Rymond sleep with us. I don’t want him to hear us exchanging words like this. He might be sleeping but his power works wonder.

I smiled at Zaren, “I didn’t know.” I then planted a peck on his eyelid as he smiled and breathed out. He looked at ease and also exhausted.

“Good night, Zaren. I love you.”

He gently opened his eyes, looking at me with sleepy eyes with a wide grin, “Felt so good to hear that. I love you, too.”