Unrivaled Demon's Odyssey

Nero and Sophia— her changed form were sleeping on the bed; naked but covered with a blanket and facing the ceiling.

Nero turned to Sophia and just stared at her. "How was it? Did it hurt?"

Sophia turned to Nero and grinned, "Isn't it too late to ask for that?"

"Well, you weren't saying anything, so I thought I should just ask as a formality… you know? Your moans were great, though."

"Oh?" Sophia exclaimed, "And here I thought you were worried about me for once."

Nero turned and looked up at the ceiling, then uttered, "I don't need to share my worries with anyone."

"What did you say about my moans?" Sophia sat up and glared at Nero.

"Your reaction is later than I thought."

Sophia was holding the blanket so it wouldn't fall off her chest.

"You know how hard it was to control my moans?"

"You looked like you were enjoying it," Nero said with a grin on his face.

"That's not what I am talking about now!" Sophia's face flushed as she frowned, "I was talking about holding my moans."

Nero looked at Sophia for a while to find some excuses but gave up and said, "Does it matter, though? I am sure half of the people staying in this inn were doing the same deed as us."

"Imagine; wouldn't it be awkward if you were sleeping and suddenly start hearing moans from the next door?" Sophia questioned.

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"No need to imagine that because it has already happened many times."

Sophia looked out at the sky through the window and muttered, "It's going to be rain soon."

"I hope not."

"Why not?"

Nero sighed deeply and looked at the sky, then said with a wry expression on his face, "Emilia promised me to show the sunrise, so if it rains, I will need to stay here for one more night— and besides, you know how much I hate rain."

Sophia looked at Nero and then just kept staring at him.

Nero noticed Sophia staring at him but didn't say anything and closed his eyes.

"How was it… for you?" Sophia wondered.

"Hmm?"

"Did it feel good to you… you know… this body. Were you able to enjoy it?"

Nero opened his eyes and looked at Sophia, "I enjoyed your moans the most."

"Other than that?" Sophia frowned her eyes.

Nero scoffed and held Sophia's hand, "It was great. Thanks for keeping up with me so far, and I hope you stay with me for the rest of my life."

"I would have definitely thought of that as a proposal if I wasn't aware of your nature."

They both laughed, and Nero tightened his grip.

"I will stay by your side even if you push me away," Sophia replied.

"Is that a proposal?" Nero teased as he grinned.

"Yeah, it is."

Nero's grin vanished, and he cleared his throat, "I see."

They both intertwined their fingers and felt each other's warmth.

"I wish I could do it with you in my real body," Sophia stated with a sad smile on her face.

"You don't have to force yourself. If you become a fallen angel, then I would be sad."

Sophia moved her other hand— and the blanket fell from her chest— then sandwiched Nero's hand with her both hands, "I wouldn't mind becoming a fallen angel, but after we are done getting revenge and show those who wronged you, that belonging to a race doesn't decide one's nature."

Nero smiled wryly and said in an emotionless voice, "She would be dead by now anyway… since she was just a human."

"Who knows? Maybe Lucifer helped her?"

Nero sat up and placed his feet on the floor— as though he was about to get up from the bed.

"What are you trying to say?" he asked.

"What if Lucifer had taken her soul?"

Nero turned around and looked at Sophia, "Are you referring to reincarnation?"

Sophia shook her head and spoke, "Quite the opposite."

Nero's eyes widened as he realized what Sophia was trying to say.

"Lucifer is an angel, so maybe he took her soul and spirited her away in heaven?" Sophia guessed.

Nero shrugged his hand and stood up.

"It doesn't matter anymore because I don't feel anything about her now… or rather, I don't feel love now."

Sophia stood up and hugged Nero from behind. "Don't say that."

"I don't believe in love anymore. It doesn't exist… not for me."

Nero clenched his fists. 'As long as I don't admit it, nothing like that will happen again.'

Sophia turned Nero around and cradled his face with her hands.

She wanted to say something; she tried to tell Nero that he is wrong, but she couldn't— because she knew what Nero's reply would be.

"What are you doing?" Nero asked with a confused look on his face.

Sophia smiled wryly and moved her hand to Nero's lips, then inserted her finger in Nero's mouth.

"What are you—"

Sophia curled Nero's lips and touched his fangs. "Why didn't you change this too?"

"It's so that I don't forget I am not a human."

Sophia curled Nero's lips from the left side and touched both his fangs.

"This is my first time seeing or touching them."

"How does it feel?" Nero asked curiously.

"I don't know; they are just like any other teeth."

Sophia then moved her left hand down to Nero's crotch and said with a mischievous grin on her face:

"This is my first time touching this too."

"It was inside you not long ago, though."

Sophia squinted her eyes and then frowned, "You were supposed to say 'How does it feel?', idiot."

"Aren't 'you' supposed to ask that? Given our current situation," Nero grinned and pulled Sophia closer to him.

Sophia's face flushed as she tried to break free from Nero's grip and ended up falling on the bed with Nero— but Nero still didn't let go of Sophia.

Sophia grabbed the blanket and covered Nero in it, and Nero tried to wrap Sophia in the blanket. They were both giggling and having fun, until...

CREAK~!

Suddenly, the door opened and they saw Emilia looking at them in disbelief.