It seemed that a demon like Barbatos would not experience such emotions. He was always polite and never succumbed to tricks, preferring to settle matters peacefully, despite Mammon's talk about the "secret torture room" belonging to Barbatos. Respectful, he was the image of that gentleman from fairy tales, the butler from movies, and the man from the most secret dreams.

As a person transferred to Devildom as an exchange student, you never noticed anything strange about the demon that did not fit into his image. Nevertheless, Barbatos is many thousands of years old, he knows how to hide his emotions, thereby achieving the best result. And you himself...you could be read like an open book. so naive, gentle, young.. In the midst of the demons, you were like a small child who wandered into the territory of predatory wolves. They are kind, friendly, and easy to tame, but a demon remains a demon and nothing can change...

"I'm sorry, I was thinking a little and got distracted."

A smile crossed Barbatos' face as he poured fragrant tea with thyme into your mug.

He should have invited you to tea more often than once a week. He knows that nothing will happen to you. He looked at all the possible events in the future and only next to him your head will remain on your shoulders, and your heart will not be broken into pieces from naive and childish love.

Still, it's worth reviewing the contract for your one-year teaching, maybe you won't notice how you stayed in the Devildome forever?