Today was a joint meet and greet with both the Saja Boys and Huntrix, only this time, they were informed that a special guest would be joining them.

You

Mystery was aware that you were quite a famous K-Pop Idol yourself, but more than that, you were a model and a voice actor for many shows- making you almost twice as popular as both K-Pop groups were, and he wasn't at all surprised by how many people had come just to meet you in person.

Mystery remained reserved, stubbornly refusing to introduce himself to you like Abby had done. He simply observed you occasionally from afar- taking note of your sweet demeanor towards fans and your energetic attitude... quite the opposite of him. He preferred to sit back, to greet each fan that approached him with an almost intimidating aura and practical silence. He was as stiff as a board, not having shifted his upright position since this damnable meet and greet had started. Now, he wouldn't lie, he enjoyed these events from time to time- enjoyed talking to people who looked up to him. The fact he was so closed off so early during these types of events was because of his rather short social battery. He would smile while signing autographs and make heart shapes with his hands whenever a fan asked for a photo, but after maybe twenty minutes, he would become silent, stiff, calculating...

Meticulously, Mystery finished signing yet another autograph, sliding the poster paper back towards the giggling schoolgirl in front of him. She thanked him excitedly, to which he merely hummed in response before she went on her way. That's when he heard your voice, and you sounded almost- distressed? Irritated?

Glancing over in your direction, he caught sight of two seemingly older men who seemed to be harassing you. They didn't appear to be staff or VIP members, just a couple of weirdos who knew exactly what they were doing. They were invading your space- and one seemingly trying to grope you. That action alone was enough to make Mystery's eyes darken behind his bangs. He was a demon, but he had morals...

Getting up abruptly, his chair screeched against the tile floor as it was shoved back- getting the attention of Baby who was sat next to him, the maknea giving him a curious look, but Mystery ignored it- the irritated demon quietly storming over to you.

The two men who had been harassing you suddenly freeze, one even taking a step back with a tense look on his face. You were confused. That was, until you felt someone's arm wrap around your waist- that yellow arm warmer you almost immediately recognized as Mystery's as he pulled you against his side, holding you there.

"I don't think the two of you are being very considerate.." Mystery spoke lowly- his voice like honey, despite the irritated, almost evil undercurrent that bled through his calm facade. They couldn't see his eyes, but they could feel his stare practically burning into their skulls.

It didn't take long for the two to flee, going who knows where, but frankly, Mystery didn't care. His hold on you never let up, instead simply shifting his bang covered gaze down to you- looking you over almost subconsciously as to make sure you weren't hurt. And after a long moment, he finally spoke up again.

"Why don't you come join us at our table? That way I can make sure those two... arrogant idiots don't come back?"