The Devil is my Roommate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Oh, she was kissing my lips with her own." He responded by taking another bite of his food. which immediately overwhelms Lucifer, fortunately, the sip was already down his throat. Otherwise, he'd have to clean the carpet as well. "What made you do that?" Lucifer inquired, his eyes widening. "You betrayed her." "I didn't," Chris corrected. "We were in public, to be sure, but we didn't even go to that stage." "Oh my goodness, Chris. Put up your hands. "But why did you kiss her?" He inquired, intrigued. "Well, she asked me for a quick way to burn some fat off her face because her face isn't chiseled enough. So I made a joke about kissing burning calories and fat on the cheeks. It was just a joke, okay?" Chris said this while scratching the back of his head and awkwardly looking around. "Then?" Lucifer inquired, taking another bite of his leftover noodles. Man, it tastes bland, but his interesting story adds spice to it. "Then she smirked

"Um, that..." He scratched the back of his neck. "Actually, I wanted a boy to be my roommate," he admitted, awkwardly smiling. But the girl just blinked and blinked before asking, "boy?" in a very blank voice. Then she lowered her gaze to him. His entire body came to a halt just below his waist. His face flushed and he coughed to get her attention, but she was still staring at him. "So, I can't give you the room," he said again to refocus her attention on his face. He'd never seen such an openly gay girl staring at a man. "Why?" She asked again, her gaze returning to his. "Because I only have one room and I wanted to share it." He began to emphasise that there was only one room and that he would require a boy to share it. "So?" She asked, her face expressionless. There are no emotions, nothing. Her voice, while pleasant, sounded too mechanical. "Huh?" Was it because he didn't explain well, or because she was stupid? "As a resul

He approached her and touched her on the shoulder. "Hey, have you been sitting there while I was gone?" She blinked as she looked up, then at his hand on her shoulders. He felt embarrassed and quickly withdrew his hand. She blinked once more and returned her gaze to his. "Did you sit here for the entire seven hours?" Lucifer inquired once more, unable to satisfy his curiosity. This time, she looked him in the eyes, blinked, and nodded. "Why?" He couldn't help but wonder. How can someone sit in the same spot for seven hours? Without even a single inch of movement! When she said, she tilted her head and blinked, then returned her look to his, and he took a step back to create some distance. "Didn't you say something?" "Are you normally this obedient, girl?" He inquired, laughing. Even when he was only two years old, he wasn't this obedient. Neither was his sister, who was normally one of the most diligent students in the school.

Many females were present as a result of their Christmas shopping. As a result, they immediately took the girl's side. She was under the impression that she was being bullied. However, the girl blinked and responded. "He stated that he was hungry."Everyone was taken aback by her response. Only this! He stated he was hungry, and she acted as if he was going to kill her. What on earth did she think he was! Is he a vampire? The ladies are staring at Lucifer, who has only raised his chin and folded his hands."So, why are you afraid?" The lady who threatened to contact the cops was suspicious."I don't want to give him my blood," she said honestly, still protecting her neck. They were stunned once more and glanced at each other alternately. The two of them: the boy and the girl."Did he tell you that when he's hungry, he drinks blood?" Another man inquired, believing the youngster had pulled a trick.But the female glanced at him and blinked, making h

He had no idea what had happened to her, but gazing at her neck made him feel awful. He could feel pain just by looking at the marks. How much pain had she endured? 'Is it why she became mentally ill, and her skin is so white? Is it due to a lack of blood?' 'Poor thing.' He immediately regretted becoming enraged with her. He approached her, patted her head as if she were a pet, and smiled sweetly. "Don't be concerned. Nobody is going to drink your blood here. I guarantee it. And you don't have to swallow blood to do it. We eat because we are hungry. This is food, as you can see. Okay. When someone asks if you're hungry, they're asking whether you want to eat something. As though you were holding this in your hand. It's a burger and a piece of cake. Sandwich was the solid you were in the morning. And in the evening, I served you pancakes. There's a lot more yummy stuff here that we eat when we're hungry, okay?" He patiently explained everything to her.