My Demon Queen
Ignoring the gaze from the barista and the other customers, Liliath and I 'courageously' walked to the counter. An assortment of cakes were on display, the drink menu listed on the blackboard that hung on the ceiling.
This in one fancy ass bistro alright..
"What tea do you want this time?" I asked LIliath. Counting this, it would be the third time LIliath and I came to this place. The barista was the same every time. I think his name was Bob.
A common name.
"Strawberry flavoured tea please," Liliath requested.
"Ice or no ice?"
At the end of it all, I got myself a latte, and for the food, it was three chicken pies. Two for Liliath, one for me.
We went and sat at a corner seat further away from the entrance.
There Liliath dug her bag and took out the condiments-- arranging them in a row. One by one, she began to check the packaging and ingredients.
Liliath probably loosened the barrier. I could feel a number of stares directed at us.
Bob came-- in his bistro-like attire and nearly dropped our drinks together with the pie because of the spectacle created by LIliath.
I could only smile wryly. Bob, likewise, understanding how peculiar the person LIliath was, could only accept it as it is.. this wasn't the first time Bob was shocked by her conduct.
Taking a sip of my iced latte, Liliath took delight in opening the various different packaging types of the condiments, every packaging was different. Some with tabs that needed to be lifted, others with a simple twist of the cap. There was one that required her to cut the tip with a knife-- but she sliced it off with an air blade.
Magic is convenient.
She then proceeded to dope the condiments on the chicken pie-- dividing it into multiple quadrats? Each quadrant had a different sauce to it. And from then on, LIliath savoured each and every flavour with a radiant smile-- with questionable eating etique.
She looked like an obsessed alchemist, one of her mad experiments-- except that she was experimenting with food, which made it a million times cuter-- and weirder.
Taking a few bite of the chicken pie, Liliath looked at me and asked.
"Do you want to try any of these sauces?"
"Well.. I've already tried most of it. I guess I'll leave the decision to you then. Please do," I pushed my plate of chicken pie over to her.
"Very well," Liliath said as if saluting.
I wanted to laugh there.
Looking out the window-- towards the avenue, benches, palm trees and fountains in the distance-- i started to ponder.
Lilaith has changed a lot hasn't she? From the first time we met-- it has been a month now. Yeah.. summer vacation is long..
Anyhow, I realized that LIliath is in fact a curious, and open person. She's the kind who doesn't really give a shit about people's opinion-- of course it doesn't mean she doesn't take into account what others say-- just that she's very conscious that other people's opinions are theirs to keep. Everyone has their own opinions after all.
Furthermore, I've also learnt more about the twisted side of her personality.. She can be quite creepy at times. I guess it's to be expected as a demon lord. She's not afraid of blood, gore-- sometimes she goes all the way and does things that would send chills down anyone's spine. Quite literally, a sadist.
Then again.. I'll admit it's kinda like this side of her? I swear I'm not a masochist yea?
Sounds stupid.. I know.. but I've come to realize that I like Liliath. Genuinely. Or would 'love' be a better word?
I love her… so to speak. Which is frustrating because I have no clue what Liliath is thinking. She's so proactive when it comes to completing the quests set up by the system-- even though it's supposed to be like 'couple-related'.
It's not like LIliath is unfamiliar with 'love' either. She clearly understands the concept of and requisite of it.
Which is confusing..
I suppose it's very soon that I'll have to talk to her about this huh? I have to be the one to confess… i guess.
Sigh.. Living together in an apartment with an ex-crush and a crush is crazy.
I look at Liliath, seeing her smile at each bite warms my heart-- at the same, a prickling feeling could be felt. She's so close yet so far.
I can't use the normal human standard of her behaviour to judge whether or not LIliath feels the same way about me. It may be different-- after all, she may just be doing the quests out of guilt-- a way to repay the debt she said she could never pay back.
Which is not true-- since the debt exists nowhere else except her own mind.
I hope the fourth tenant can help alleviate some of the awkwardness between us three.
Prune has been acting distant. The first few days since we moved in two weeks ago were fine, but coming to this week, there was like a wall between Liliath and I and her.
Rental would become Liliath and my expenses. Father and I decided that we would slowly cut the allowance bit by bit each month. So I'll have to find a way to earn money ASAP. My first idea is to open up commissions, which is something I find funny I haven't done yet because I was scared.
Yes. I'm scared of opening art commissions. But I'll have to push myself to do it. There's a lot i don't know, but sitting and waiting without doing anything isn't the right way either. I have to move forward.
I looked down at my chicken pie that had been dyed yellow.
What sauce is yellow?
"Liliath.. you.. why mustard?!"
No.. the point isn't why mustard.. but why FLOOD my h-half eaten pie with MUSTARD!!!???
"Hm? Mustard has a tangy, spicy feelin' I thought you would like, or could I be mistaken?" Liliath's replied with a questioning voice.
"Y-yeah, i know it's tangy and spicy but sauces like these should be used in moderation ya?"
"I apologize," Lilith searched through her paper bag for something, "How about I make up for it"
Liliath then took out a can of whip cream, the spray kind. How suspicious..
She turned it over a few times, unbuckled the seal, test-sprayed it on her chicken pie a few times and beckoned me over.
Whip cream and chicken pie combo? Wut?
"What are you.."
She pressed the trigger, and whip cream sprayed out of the nozzle, splashing on my face--
"Liliath wha.." i was about to raise my hands to wipe the cream away but was stopped by her.
She cupped my face with both her hands, brought her face close to me-- licking the cream off my face.
Her slippery tongue on my skin. Blood rushed to my head and a sensation that sent a chill down my spine.
Parting from me, LIliath licked her lips seductively and smiled at me.
'Liliath's Special Quest Completed.'
"A modest 250 points," Liliath said.
It took me a moment to realize what had just happened.
I looked away. Taking the provided tissue I wiped her saliva off my cheeks.
And this is what I mean by Liliath being creepy, twisted and proactive. It's impossible to measure her by this world's standards!!!!
Timidly turning my head to look at Liliath again.
She had her fingers pressed against her lips in a bashful manner, her cheeks a little redder.
"It surely is contradicting," she whispered to herself.