My Demon Queen
News spread like wildfire-- obvious due to the presence of other-class students peeking at us from outside the class.
Haahh.. just because of one incident.
Liliath was again, together with Saria and Wendy in the cafeteria, here I am accompanying no one while I revised my notes. But I couldn't-- the stares.. It's freaking annoying..
"Quite a commotion she caused huh?" Prune said to me from behind.
"So what exactly happened? Did Liliath actually blow a hole in the ground?" nomming on a cookie, she asked.
"Yeah.. she wanted to just play around but.. ended up almost killing me."
Prune blinked at me, twice. A moment later, I could see her visibly shuddering.
"She didn't mean any harm though.."
"But that's absolutely crazy.. she's even more powerful than Gruan right.. opps.." Pune covered her mouth.
I raised my eyebrows suspiciously.
"It's alright… not like anyone could do anything anyways.."
The time where Prune and every other unrelated spectator watched me from a distance as I was continuously beaten up by my past bully-- Gruan. Oh well, if he ever tries anything like that.. I'm sure Liiath would turn him into swiss cheese-- huh? I'm relying on Liliath too much now, aren't I?
Prune hung her head.
'Noel, could you please meet me at the art club.'
A silver bell-like voice rang in my head. In a daze, I dropped everything I was doing, and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Prune asked but..
HELP! HELP! MY BODY ISN'T RESPONDING TO ME!?
I walked out of class without replying, pushing past everyone who stood at the door way. Their stares were obnoxious-- all landing on me. But I was too busy trying to regain control of myself, I couldn't be bothered.
"Noel!! Where's Liliath! Did you almost actually die!! Was there actually a big mushroom cloud!?? Did you pee your pants!??"
"Absolutely not! Wait.. I'm back.."
"Really? It reeks of suspicion," Nine placed both her arms on her hips and narrowed her eyes on me.
"Nine, just in case, if... I need you to prevent me from.."
Oh fuck, my head is scrambled.. the hELl Is ThIS?
'Please meet me at the art club.'
My body moved on it's own again.
"Hey, hey, stop it right there mister, what did you say?" Nine grabbed my wrist.
"Don't let.. me.. go.." I squeezed those words out of my mouth in desperation.
"Okay, ew.. later.."
Nine let go of my wrist.
Still putting up resistance to this oddly elating sensation, my body, in an unnatural way, continued to drag me towards the target location.
I'm 100 percent certain this is Rishell, I know this voice. What the hell does she want from me??!
I don't want to go. Please.. spare my chastity.. my sanity is dying.. help.. HELP!??!
Moving towards the club room block, I held onto the side rails of the stairs. With all the energy I could muster, I ground myself on the spot while I tried to get my breathing in order.
"The hell.. stop with this.."
Why the fuck is she in my head? I thought we were over already.. not in the relationship sense.
My body is slowly regaining control.. but i don't know when the next attack would happen. Rishell has an ability to telepathically talk to people? That doesn't make crap sense at all!!!
"Cafeteria is there.. Liliath.. status window open."
Chibi Liliath happily drinking tea. Haahh.. calms me down every time.
Okay.. first order of action, i need to reach out to someone.
But it's awkward… there were stares, no doubt about it. They were most probably wondering why I look so haggard, sweating bullets and panting.
"Are you alright?"
"No, I'm not.. help me keep my ground."
A person I don't recognize, probably a senior student since he had a yellow tie called out to me. Those who have a yellow tie pretty much just means they have already graduated from senior high school and are now dealing with foundational courses to enter university or training courses to work for the government.
"What happened? Are you sick?"
"No.. it's someone's TALENT. Someone is trying to control me. I think.."
"Control you? What kind of command?"
"To the art club.."
"Art club? Do you need assistance?"
"Yeah, thanks. Wait.. what are you.."
"Rishell told me before-hand. You sure have quite the resistance against her TALENT. Not bad."
FUUCKKK you BETRAYED ME!>?!??
I wasn't able to escape, the person called Nile. He had a tight hold of my arm and I couldn't budge even if I tried.
I pretty much just gave up when I heard Nile's explanation. In fact, he told me that he wasn't under Rishell's 'spell' and was doing this out of good-will. I would think otherwise.. this brute.. probably one of her many 'admirers'.
"Rishell, you're going to get a second warning if you continue to abuse your TALENT like this, you know?"
"I understand, it was worth the risk. I don't think I harmed anyone either, so could you just leave it at that?"
Nile let go of my wrist and patted me on the shoulder, flashing me a motherfucking grin that wished me 'break a leg' before leaving the art club.
"So?" Standing close to the doorway, facing Rishell whose silhouette was enhanced because her back was facing the window.
"Join the art club."
"JOIN THE ART CLUB," she stressed, visibly shaken.
"Blah, blah, blah. Why exactly should I join the art club? It's not like doing art anyways?"
Hah, let's see if you can get through that. Hm.. Isn't she using her TALENT or something? Wait, is it just me or does her voice sound mechanical.. creepy.. what in the world is going on?
"How.. " Rishell, hugging a sketchbook, furrowed her brows.
"I would like to ask the same."Liliath's voice rang.
I turned to look and low and behold, Liliath was standing right next to me. Huh? When did she get here? Teleportation? Oh whatever, my chastity is safe, yay~
Ah, right. Liliath was watching me the whole time huh? I'm glad she was… that sounds wrong for some reason. So Liliath has been keeping an eye out on me like this these past few days? Oh boy..
"Your motive being?" Liliath asked in a chilly tone, Rishell took a deep breath, arranging her glasses.
"The art club is lacking members. That's why."
Blunt reason. Okay, but why go to the extent of a 'kidnap' act. Hypnotizing me and hypnotizing someone else to drag me to this creepy place known as the art room full of nude and half-nude paintings.
"I'm not an artist?"
A white lie.. not really a white lie but it's more convenient. Haha.
"It doesn't matter, us club members can teach you the fundamentals. The club is going to close at this rate."
"Hm.. not buying it. Isn't it a bit too old-school to 'force' someone to join a club?"
I know this sounds kinda rude but.. what if, just what if the problem isn't with the club but with the members? Note to self: Rishell is dangerous.
Ah, speaking of which.
I gave Liliath a side glance and sure enough, it seemed it was Liliath who interfered with Rishell's TALENT. Must be through voice distortion? Things sound weird. Though, i wonder how Liliath found out such a countermeasure?
"Not to mention.. why ME of all people?"
"You're right? Why though."
Rishell placed a finger to her chin.
"Thank you Liliath."
"I came since I felt that there was something dangerous happening after all."
Wheeh. If not for Liliath, I'm sure I'd be dragged along by Rishell's 'whatever-it-may-be'.
"Hold it, you have a proper Arthub account dont you! Dont think you could lie your way out of this."
"Arthub? I do use it occasionally, but I'm not an artist."
"Could you be.. interfering with my TALENT?"
Liliath gave a curt nod to Rishell's question, a bright smile on her face. Oh, you know what that means..
Rishell placed her sketchbook on forehead and let loose a sigh.
"Aren't you going to consider?"
"No, I'm sorry.. I'm not planning to join the art club."
I remember seeing the art club member registration booth last year and here in school this morning too. I wonder if it didn't go well? Speaking of which, where are the other members? The art club doesn't seem to be as active as the bakery club. Or maybe that club is an exception, I saw Prune eating cookies just now right? It's probably freshly made. Me want one of em bad boys too someday.
I ain't seeing any other clubs doing any sort of obvious activities though. Yep. The baking club must have been an exception.
Rishell gave a nod, still hiding behind the sketchbook.
I suppose that means it's okay for us to leave. Great.
Ignoring her pitiful figure, we moved out of the clubroom block. I turned to Liliath who narrowed her eyes on me.
"Sorry.. and thanks.."
"How did it happen?"
"No idea.. I heard her voice in my head and got dragged over here.."
"It could happen again, do you have any conjectures over how it happened? She's rather.. odd."
"Unfortunately, i don't have a clue.. don't tell me that person also has a telepathic TALENT.. now that's just ridiculous.."
Liliath flashed a pained expression. Hah.. my TALENT sure is troublesome. What a load of bull and drama. Half-dead cliffhangers. I wonder how this situation will develop? Will I or will I not join the art club? Stay tuned!
I followed Liliath to the cafeteria. Saria and Wendy, oh the rabbit too seated on one of the corner tables.
Luckily there wasn't any odd sauce party going on. Everyone had classy tea cups of different designs filled to the brim with various tea, small confectionaries to the side.. What's up with this? A small banquet?
"Aren't you taking a seat?"
What? This is awkward as heck? I'm the only male in this all-female tea party, don't you find that weird Liliath?
But it does make sense.. just in case I go out of control again, it's better for me to stay by her side.. ahem.. er..
"Um.. yeah, alright.. your concealment barrier, uh.."
"What happened? Qui." The rabbit asked, flapping its ears up and down.
"Yeah, you didn't almost die again right Noel?" Saria asked.
Wendy gave me a quick glance.
I wouldn't say 'die' but that might not apply to my sanity though.
And the rest of my recess was spent as a member of their private tea party. Of course, I didn't get any tea since I didn't bring my own cup. Thus I became a temporary butler. It was quite an odd experience actually.