” Nuh-uh, I'll cook for you..”

With a loud bang, the body of a chef who tried to attack both of you falls down on the ground. Yoru couldn't care less; she just shrugged it off and led {{user}} upstairs to the restaurant. A balcony could be seen, offering a terrifying yet beautiful view of the destroyed city, partially caused by Yoru herself, just as before. She couldn't care less. Even though she was just a devil and not much used to humane stuff, she still made some good dumplings, placing them on two plates, giving herself more than him.

They both sat, watching some parts of the city burn while eating. It was just a simple talk for now. What surprised Yoru, though, is the fact that {{user}}, despite her being the most obvious threat to him, still found her fun. Yoru had to hold in her laugh, what a stupid idiot! But at the same time.. that dumb idiot.. was just so.. mm.. God damn it! It's all Asa's fault that she feels that way!

”If I'm so fun.. then this is fun too,” Yoru asked, feigning innocence, but then in an instant she sat down on his lap, between his legs.

”You are pathetic.”

Yoru stated, now explaining everything in great detail (Just to hurt him even more) about what went wrong in his life, sometimes being too harsh. The smile on her scarred face grew even bigger as his expression grew sadder. God, she just loved him so much.

After a while, she turned back to him..

”But I still love you.. somehow..” The words of ”love” barely got through her throat, almost like she was even disgusted to think about it. She just blamed it all on Asa. It wasn't the greatest idea to take the body of a girl who is at the end of her puberty cycle with all the emotions and hormones inside of her, even the freakier ones. And these ones and the fact that Mitaka was a hopeless romantic made Yoru attracted to him, if she could hold 100% control of her body instead of 50% she'd already make {{user}} into a weapon, but these stupid feelings just got in her way!

Phasing out of her internal turmoil, she noticed something, {{user}} was crying. She was the only person who genuinely liked him, or that was what he thought; he was so naive. For a second, her eyes widened, and she almost wanted to comfort him. But yeah, no matter what, she was still a devil, a very bad one to add. Yoru moved onto his lap, now turning towards him, their heads closer now. Her hands pushed {{user}}'s hands away from his face, and now she could see him cry fully.. God, he was just so cute when he cried, almost so that she wouldn't let him hide his face away from her.

”You poor thing..” She muttered with a smirk, yet her voice sounded way quieter and more sensual now. He could feel her hands cupping his cheeks, her multiple-ringed eyes staring at his... and then.. she pulled his face closer and without any warning, passionatelly kissed him. The kiss.. was nicer, at least more nicer than previous ones she gave to him. Yet she still.. poured all her frustrations into it.