What was he thinking as he watched this?
“……Weren’t you scared when you were cursed?”
Beril and Belred’s eyes met.
For a moment, Belred felt his mind clear. A lucid magic emanated from beyond the door, coming from her.
It was clearly a transformation she had made. The corner of his mouth curled in satisfaction.
“There’s no reason to be scared.”
He slightly tilted his head.
“I still don’t know whether it’s wrong to reach something through human effort.”
A brief displeasure crossed his face. The discomfort one usually feels when meeting the divine.
However, he didn’t feel that discomfort from Beril, who stood at the pinnacle of the divine.
“If we live depending on divine power, we won’t be able to do anything when God whimsically leaves us one day.”
His calm voice resonated. It was a realization that some among those who had long worshiped gods, including Belred, had come to.
“That’s why magicians and I have chosen to find our own way to live, and I’ve never regretted that choice for a moment.”
It was a clear answer. Beril looked up at Belred with newfound respect.
Their eyes met, and Belred asked,
“Do you have any more questions?”
It seemed he could answer anything.
Was there something I had to hide from her?
He had been somewhat cautious with his words around others, but in front of Beril, it felt like he could bare all.
Even though they hadn’t known each other long, it strangely felt that way.
Was it because of her pure magic, or because he kept thinking about the night he spent with her, or else–
“……You’re so human. So fervent.”
Sometimes, because of words like these that she often spoke, he couldn’t know.
“It’s the first time someone’s called me human-like since becoming a demon.”
It was sincere. At those words, Beril’s eyes widened, and then she smiled.
Suddenly, her eyes met his, and she thought of the clergy.
‘Do not desire. Everything is futile.’
Unlike the clergies who said such things. Unlike the clergies who lived loftily. Belred resembled her.
She too was striving fiercely to survive.
A soft smile surfaced on Beril’s face.
“You asked me yesterday, did you feel the distance?”
Beril directed his gaze toward her, who brought up yesterday’s conversation. Beril looked at him and slowly shook her head.
“It’s the opposite.”
The distance between them had actually narrowed. Because they, who lived so fiercely, seemed so human.
Finally so human. Just like me, just like people.
Beril smiled without realizing it.
Returning to the office, Beril was focused on wrapping up work before dinner.
Although Beril had suggested that it wouldn’t be a problem to work in the same office for a short while before dinner, Vainka had objected.
“You can’t focus.”
At those words, Vainka had frozen. It was clear that he had nothing to say.
Not knowing how rare it was for the Archdemon Vainka to be ‘speechless,’ Beril gave him a smile.
“So, let’s meet after we’ve finished everything.”
The words “after we’ve finished” were particularly emphasized. In the end, Vainka said,
“I’ll finish up quickly so we can have dinner together.”
He had no choice but to leave, uttering words tinged with regret. Beril remembered the gaze he had directed at her.
Did he also want to be with me?
Beril’s cheeks flushed anew. This time, the one who couldn’t concentrate was not Vainka but Beril.
“Vision.”
Just then, the voice of Decarabia came from outside.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead