"You bad woman! You're so bad—utterly wicked!"
The demon girl, whose appearance and demeanor were inconsistent with her flamboyant looks, puffed out her cheeks and looked back resentfully at the angel who had silently appeared behind her.
"Puff puff puff!"
She stuck out her pink tongue, which looked somewhat erotic due to its length, and made a face.
"Do you even know what people call someone who interrupts others at crucial moments?"
Angel:"…………"
The demon girl, unconcerned about the angel's reaction, sat up straight and said in a serious tone:
"Stop at an inch".
The angel watched indifferently as the demon angrily pounded the armrest on the recliner, his expression unchanged, only the look of disgust in his eyes became more pronounced.
"Oh, if you don't understand, I can explain it to you."
With a sacred glow of mission on his face, the demon solemnly explained:
"Simply put!"
"It was just as the climax was about to be reached..."
Clang.
The sound of a longsword being drawn interrupted Ariana's rambling explanation, bringing her expression back to normal.
thump.
Laughing, Ariana lay back in the warm chair, revealing her sharp canine teeth.
"This is getting anxious, someone's getting anxious!"
Look!
Someone here is getting anxious!
She's in such a hurry, so cute!
Cecilia's golden eyes were filled with indifference as she looked at the other party's stubborn and unyielding demeanor, and finally, a hint of weariness appeared on her face.
I'm really tired.
Card.
Cecilia sheathed her longsword, slowly closed her eyes, and removed her white armor.
Out of sight, out of mind.
It's best to ignore this demon, otherwise Cecilia always feels that one day she might actually get angry.
However, out of sight, out of mind doesn't necessarily mean out of mind.
At least, I can still hear.
Just as Cecilia was changing back into her usual swordsman attire, she heard an annoying sound.
A delicate, sweet female voice murmured shyly:
"Are you going to take off your clothes? I... I'm not ready yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
Cecilia's brow twitched, but she remained silent.
"So, shall we eat first? Or take a shower first? Or... eat... me first...?"
Cecilia's brow furrowed even deeper, and she felt her cheek twitch uncontrollably.
It wasn't just because of the content of the other person's words, but also because this demon had actually used his charm on her!
Moreover, this receptionist knew perfectly well that it wouldn't work!
provocative.
A blatant provocation.
Ariana made no attempt to hide her flirtatious gestures, blowing kisses and winking at Cecilia as she strutted around in front of her...
The result of doing this is nothing more than disgusting the angel.
And if she could successfully disgust them, that would already be a victory for her.
The objective has been achieved.
yeah!
"Shut up."
In the end, Cecilia couldn't resist and slightly opened her eyes, revealing the light hidden within.
Golden flames tore apart the illusion before them, causing the seductive music to vanish without a trace, revealing a smirking demon.
Are you unhappy?
Kachakacha.
Ignoring Cecilia's anger, Ariana, munching on a bag of potato chips, said nonchalantly:
"See, this is exactly how I felt just now. You don't have to watch if you don't want to, but I want to watch!"
Cecilia intervened first to stop Ariana from spying, and if this action is defined as taking the initiative, it's not entirely wrong in a strict sense.
However, neither of them cared much about this matter; whether they came first or last didn't matter much, as they were no longer bound by those rules and regulations.
We used to have such an intimate relationship, one where it was either you or me, until death do us part.
Who strikes first is completely irrelevant.
After eating the potato chips, she licked the grease off her fingertips and complained:
"What's wrong with me, a demon, wanting to see their combat scenes? I'm not going to broadcast it! They obviously don't care."
"I just wanted to have some fun, what did I do wrong!?"
Chaotic and violent discourse, yet it resounded!
Blinking, Ariana seemed to think that her previous statement was quite insightful, and suddenly an inspiration struck her:
"Even demons have demonic rights!"
"Respect the power of demons! Down with the hegemony of angels... cough cough, just kidding, just kidding!"
Laughing, Ariana pushed away the lightsaber that was pointing at her forehead and said with a giggle:
"Don't take this seriously, or you'll have no friends."
Upon hearing this, the sword-wielding angel, who had maintained a stern expression, suddenly laughed and asked;
Do you have friends?
Card.
It's unclear whether the crisp sound came from the squeezed bag of potato chips or from the sanity of some demon.
The conversation paused strangely for a second, then Ariana replied energetically in the same voice as before:
"Friend, of course I have it!"
The crimson eyes shifted their gaze from the blade, staring directly into the golden eyes.
She said:
"It's you."
Cecilia did not answer. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked intently at the demon, trying to figure out what she was up to.
How credible can the words of the devil be?
No one understands this better than she, who has fought against demons countless times.
"Don't doubt it. I generally won't lie to you when we're not enemies."
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