Met the Devil 2
lucifer x human!reader
sorry this took forever it’s been hectic i guess im in my fanfic writer era of madness happening and mentioning it in the a/n (im joking… unless) anyways lads hopefully this is okay womp womp
Part [1]
Based on devilish folklore and wives tales so lucifer may be ooc!
Warnings: BODYHORROR; DESCRIPTIONS OF TEETH FALLING OUT. Mentions of blood, reader dies a goofy ahh death, lucifer being an unsure wreck, and he’s got no game, reader is perpetually confused, inaccurate descriptions of religion, swearing, not proof read and i don’t entirely know where i’m going with this teehee lmk whatcha think xxx
word count: 3.1K
Three months, it had been three exhausting months since the incident with Lucifer. As if there was some devine intervention, everything seemed to fall at your feet working out for you, while also simultaneously sucking. Career wise, you were doing much better, after working for Marie and watching her house keeping it exactly how she wished, excluding the devil you had intercourse with, she put in a word for you at her and her husbands church, which you ended up getting.
Although not a very important role, it paid well. You were mostly in charge of cleanliness, cleaning the areas in the front where children played, keeping the holy fountain fresh, sweeping the pews and repairing any unbinded bibles. However the staff weren’t particularly fond of you, the nuns avoided you like the plague, and the priest gave you glares. Thankfully you rarely interacted with them if at all.
However, while your career was better than before, your physical health wasn’t. Things tanked once you slept with the devil. It started slow, noticing hues appear in your skin that you hadn’t before. Despite the various skin, and blood tests, and the general run down of different illnesses that cause changing pigmentation, there was no evidence to prove anything was truly wrong, just random hues of pinks, purples and blues showing up like you were some corpse.
The second minuet thing to change was your nails, at first you foolishly wondered if your calcium intake increased causing the thickness in your nails to double, but you quickly scrapped that al when your nails grew more rapidly. You really hadn’t changed much diet wise for that to be true, odd as it was it wasn’t something you hated.
The worst of it was teeth. One night you woke to a horrific splitting headache, it wasn’t just one part of your head either. The pain seared through your jaw, down your neck, up your face through your cheeks and in the back of your eyes all the way to the tip top of your head. You walked half asleep half dazed from pain to the bathroom, once the light blinded you and you got woken up a bit was when your brain registered the feeling.
Your mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood as you tuned into the sound of tapping in your mouth as the loose teeth collided. When you threw yourself over your sink spitting continuously, you immediately began to cry feeling your empty gums with your tongue, and the worst part was it seemed you had swallowed some too as the amount in the sink didn’t amount to how much was missing.
That night you must’ve passed out because you were woken up by your angry family member shouting at you to hurry. The strangest thing was, however you awoke with teeth, sharp as razors, and the porcelain sink that was never cleared of blood or teeth was now cleaned.
Since your teeth, you managed to not lose nor gain any other strange things, and the only people who didn’t seem to look past these oddities were the people who attended the church or worked at it. It was like they could tell you slept with Lucifer, something in their eyes always felt so intense and aware even if they’d never spoken to you before. The strangeness didn’t end with your appearance or career.
You had weird dreams you couldn’t explain, it felt so real but once awake you could only remember how you felt about the dream. You had close interactions with certain animals, like ducks, goats, crows, and insects as well. It was like they sought you out no matter where you were, people would give you looks when you started greeting the goat like an old friend.
So,now three months after Lucifer, you changed a lot. You know it’s because of him, you just can’t figure out why, but soon you’ll know. Walking into your work place on your day off, everybody’s least favourite thing to do, but it had to be done. You saw the father reading a bible off to the side of the room, and so you approached. He gave you a stern look, and you could tell by his stiff and shifty body language he wasn’t too happy with your presence, antsy to see what it is you wanted.
“Good afternoon father, how’re you?” You start, standing in a way you perfected prior to attempt to seem unthreatening. The priest hummed closing his bible to pay attention to you. “Good child, good. How’re you, is there something i could aid you in?” Straight to the point, mentally you cheered happy you didn’t have to waltz around small talk for fifteen minutes.
“Well i’m alright father, thank you. I was actually wondering about, um, the devil?” The priest's head lulls back slightly eyebrows raised as his mouth opens with a silent o. “Is there temptation in your life?” You shifted on your feet at the question. You hadn’t really thought of it before but you suppose you felt more inclined to act without thinking,and indulge especially after Lucifer claimed you.
“Well yes, but i was more so wondering on what the devil is capable of? Like making deals, and stuff…” You trail eyes casted away to the large sculpture of jesus on the wall. “Nothing, the devil isn’t as strong as gods love. And never in the bible does it state the devil makes deals, that is but a wives tale.” The priest spoke sternly, punctuating his words to get his point across.
This was news to you however, you always thought the devil was more of a a character in the bible. “Father one more question?” You say head snapping back to look at him. “If the devil were to have intercourse with a person, what’s said to be the outcome? Will god punish?” The poor priest looked like he’d seen a ghost, yet you couldn’t comprehend why. Although slightly morbid you didn’t think the question was that out there, perhaps it was the monotonous way you’d said it.
“I’m afraid i don’t have the answer to that,” And with that the priest stood, excusing himself from your conversation walking off down the isle. “I heard the devil picks somebody to carry the antichrist.” Turning to the voice, there sat a woman, old looking wearing a light blue dress. “The anti christ?” You repeat mostly to yourself, but the elderly woman hummed. “Yep. Woo’s the target, sleeps with them, and they give birth to the antichrist. Bad things happen once the child’s born.” The woman explained turning to look back at you.
“And, what if there’s no anti christ, what if the devil just like…” The old lady cackled looking at your puzzled face. She tsked and ushered you near. When in front of her she met your eyes, again with that weirdly all knowing look on them everyone in the church seemed to give you. Holding out her hand to you, you opened yours holding it out to her.
She placed something in your hand but you weren’t able to know what it was before you dropped it shrieking. It was like gripping a hot coal, you gripped your wrist keeled over trying to breath out the pain. Your eyes briefly glanced over to the floor where the object dropped and sitting there was a gold rosary covered in what was more than likely your blood. Peaking up from your bent over position the old woman had took several steps back from you, hand up to her mouth.
Not knowing what to do, you perked up, thanked her for her input, and sped out to the street. Just like the night you met him, the sky darkened and clashed with lightning, then came the rain. The devil himself must’ve worked through water with the way it was a constant anytime something happened.
Walking down the street at leisure, you inspected the wound the rosary left as rain pelted you like no tomorrow. You sighed brushing your thumb over the large cross shaped gash. Suddenly a crack of lightning came down brightly, it was harsh and so very bright. Then another crack, this time however you felt the harshest pain describable. It was like being lit on fire inside your body, or like your blood was suddenly filled with glass shards and you could feel them coursing through.
You couldn’t scream too in pain, you simply slumped to the floor, the searing pain engulfing your body. As your eyes closed, it felt like the floor was sucking you down, but you couldn’t move. You couldn’t even will your eyes to open as you felt the concrete below you begin to engulf you fully. Your lungs burnt as you couldn’t breathe, but like any other regular circumstance where you’d gasp for breath, you were physically unable to. Like you’re body didn’t know how to breath, so you sat there chest feeling tight, burning and your stomach feeling like it was forcing itself inward but nothing changed.
As torturous as it was, it was short lived and finally you felt freed. The concrete beneath you morphed into something softer cozier, the breathlessness left finally you were able to fill your lungs with air almost as refreshing as a glass of water would’ve been, and when you opened your eyes you were greeted by the sight of a bedroom. It was decorated with whites, reds and golds, around you could see engraved apples and ducks in not only the door frames and baseboards but some of the furniture as well.
You couldn’t will yourself to sit up, you still felt the fire on the inside of your body albeit gentler than before. “Hey cookie.” Cooed a smooth voice, you didn’t have to look to know who it was, but thankfully he stepped in front of you, kneeling down to your laying figure. “How you feeling?” You stared at his face, scanning it over and over, his eyes were hauntingly beautiful. The red irises danced around nervously, you watched intently as his forked tongue brushed against the dryness of his lips.
“You’re beautiful.” You mutter half muffled by the fact you sunk comfortably into the mattress that you lay on. Chuckling quietly the king of hell turned and sat on the side of the bed, petting your head very gently like you were made of glass. “Where am i?” His hand stuttered on your head, and finally you rolled over onto you back to gain the view of him. His hat discarded, his suit jacket gone, he sat only in a vest, dress shirt, and his white suit pants.
“Hell, sweetheart.” It was interesting how warmly he had said that to you, looking down at you with almost a pitying expression. “I’m dead?” You jerked up, immediately regretting it as the pain shot through your body from the top of your head down. Sucking in air through your teeth, clenching your eyes shut Lucifer cooed at you reprimanding you for being too quick. “God must’ve struck you down.” His voice lifted as he let out his attempt at a joke, but you weren’t really in the mood to laugh.
“What happened, with me when i was alive.” You ask looking over to him, the expression he had looked slightly guilty, his eyes casted downward, a frown that tried to be a poker face- but failed. “I, well y’see, heh,” Lucifer fumbled picking at his nails and looking around the room. He bounced himself against the mattress almost like he was amping himself up. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay! So y’know you got some human repellant, claws, sharp teeth, that dead look. Sent some little guardians after you! Too bad you couldn’t meet the snake.” Lucifer tisked mournfully shaking his head.
You smiled at him, oddly enough, it was quite endearing that he set out to do these things to keep you safe. “Oh!” He sprung up meeting your eyes properly. “I also made Marie get you that job, and I forced a good pay, always here to help y’know.” The king briefly pinched your cheek before retracting and standing. He looked frazzled, uncertain, he pulled at his clothes like he was trying to fix them. “Sorry it’s been awhile. Y’know i gave up going to earth in like 1850.” The devil laughed out, scratching the back of his neck.
You scooted yourself to the edge of the bed, Lucifer watching intently. “So, what, well I mean, why…?” You were confused head bobbing as you tried to make sense of everything. Things didn’t entirely add up this you were certain of, and you could tell the king was keeping something hidden from you. “As you know hell is well, it’s hell, and you were so…” He trailed off hands circling eachother as he gazed off into space, attempting to find the right words.
Deflating his body slumped over, in one foul swoop it looked as though he’d lost all the will to keep up his charade. “Look I didn’t think you were gonna shake my hand, but in the moment I was hooked on you. The night you took the apple reminded me of days of my life i can’t go back to. So i may have indulged, but i didn’t expect you to be soooo,”
Your eyebrows pinched together as you watched him with judgement, giving him a look that egged him on, yet warned him. “Captivating?” You ‘hmphed’ at his term, as weak and guilty grin overtaking his face. “Okay okay. I enjoyed our night, you gave me advice and helpful conversation I haven’t gotten in, pfft,” He was now pacing, eyes wide as his arms wrapped around himself as a way to secure him.
“Ever, you were a breath of fresh air! I didn’t expect the deal to go through! I didn’t expect you to grab my hand, so when you sold your soul you started to gain those devilish features. I wanted to make sure you were still safe so I manipulated Marie, got you the job, but nothing else was planned!” He exclaimed hands coming up in defence, although it wasn’t like you were angry, you sat there patiently watching him and waiting for him to finish his explanation at his own pace. Understanding this was probably just as stressful for him, if what he says is true.
Blowing out air the king pulled gently at his hair. “I don’t know what to do from here, I sent animals to protect you, I knew something would happen, damnit!” The short man raged eyes blowing up red, that snapped you up, gently you grabbed his shoulders. “I believe you, I have no idea what’s going on either so it’s okay! I’m terrified, but you don’t look any better. Maybe we can figure it out together?” You suggest attempting to be a voice of reason, watching his eyes hue from bright red to the yellow and red irises you’re more familiar with.
He sighed and nodded looking slightly embarrassed. “Do you think we could set some ground rules?” You quirked a brow at that, watching as he once again began to pace. “My daughter, Charlie, we spoke about her, she can’t know I made a deal with you! And for now, she can’t know i did anything sexual. Oh no no no. NO!” Lucifer panicked, switching between gripping his hair and swinging his arms around. It felt like a stab in the gut, it wasn’t your first time being a secret, but you wish you could’ve kept the promise you made to yourself about getting into another situation where you were just a secret fling.
“I’m not gonna pretend that doesn��t get under my skin slightly, I’d prefer not to be the devil's dirty secret, but I understand what Charlie means to you so I’ll do whatcha need.” Lucifer looked at you sheepishly, it seemed like he slightly regretted the choice of delivery as you crossed your arms across your chest, looking at him with a tinge of disgust in your eye. “Okay next, uh let's see, okay you’ll pose as my assistant and you’ll spend the days with me so I can keep an eye on ya….”
You quirk your head, pondering if you should say what you want to say. Which was questioning him and the motive here, it’s normal to say things you don’t always mean in such an intense moment of sex fueled emotion, but now there’s a big consequence and you’re not sure if he really knows what he wants to do. “Hey,” You say quietly grabbing him from his frantic mumbling that he was doing to himself. He hummed at you, his attention refocused on you as he did. “Do you at all regret the deal.”
Lucifers eyes blew wide, his lips puckering as his fingers fiddled with each other. “Regret is a very loaded work y’know- uh, I think- eh, maybe if- okay so,” He fumbled his wings popping out feathers flying around as they did, they puffed out with stress making you gawk. “Uhm, I wouldn't do it again if I had the choice! But still I would've wanted the sex!” Finally he pumped his chest proudly, meanwhile you rolled your eyes. “That’s what most men would do, yeah.” Your tone was bitter, catching him off guard a bit, to be fair he didn’t know what you wanted from him. Normally deals were two sided, but this one you benefited nothing from, except trauma and an early grave.
“I didn’t mean that,” Damn he really lost his way after Lilith huh, every flirtation came out so naturally but now it seemed it was so unsure, no king of a whole mini word of demons should be unsure, he mentally scolded himself for being so unfit.
“Listen can we figure this out later, I still feel the pain from when I died, so I would love to sleep that off.” You say plopping yourself back on the comfy mattress. “Yes, yes of course go ahead! We’ll figure this out together hm, shedevil? Won’t leave you in the dark!” This time his exclamation sounded certain as he jumped into the bed with you, snapping his fingers so the lights blinked out. You hummed too lazy to respond and crawled underneath the covers, it was nice, warm and smelt like him, underneath the covers you felt him slip in with you, his body heat emitting off of him in waves.
You hoped your mind was less clouded tomorrow, hopefully you could have a better conversation with the king about this deal, get things sorted out.
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September — Secrets in Velato
Summer vacation has ended and the second term has begun. Now that the opening ceremony has finished, Saotome Academy's famous health exams will begin.
Saotome Academy's health exams are unusual. The principal, who has a medical license, calls every individual student to check up on them.
Otoya Ittoki: Haa... I don't get it, I feel healthy, so why...
Ittoki-kun comes back to the classroom with a gloomy expression after finishing his health checkup with the principal.
He's usually so upbeat. What's wrong?
Haruka Nanami: Ittoki-kun…? What's the matter? Did something happen?
Otoya Ittoki: Huh? … Ah, yeah. I don't get why, but I was told to get a follow-up.
Haruka Nanami: Is something wrong?
Otoya Ittoki: … I was told I might have an incurable disease.
Haruka Nanami: Huh…?
Otoya Ittoki: Well,it's not like it's set in stone or anything... Yeah...
Otoya Ittoki: Everything's fine... I'll just go back for the follow-up.
Haruka Nanami: I hope nothing's wrong.
Ittoki-kun staggers back to his seat. He's always so lively… so I'm sure it's a mistake.
But I'm still a little worried about him...
Otoya Ittoki: Ah, Masa! Welcome back! U-um... How were your results? Are you… good?
Masato Hijirikawa: I'm not sure why but I was told to get a follow-up. There seems to be something wrong with my bones because of a calcium deficiency. Drinking milk seems to be the solution, but...
Otoya Ittoki: Oh yeah, you hate milk, huh?
Masato Hijirikawa: … No, that's… not true...
Otoya Ittoki: But I've never seen you drink milk before, Masa.
Masato Hijirikawa: … You're just imagining things. I'm… not picky.
Otoya Ittoki: Hmm? Okay, then try drinking it. Here you go.
Ittoki-kun hands a box of milk to Hijirikawa-sama.
Masato Hijirikawa: Why do you have that?
Otoya Ittoki: I figured at some point this might happen, hehe!
Ittoki-kun flashes a cheeky grin.
Masato Hijirikawa: …
Tomochika Shibuya: I'm back…! Listen, I can't even... He's making me have a follow-up!
Haruka Nanami: Huh? Tomo-chan, too?
Tomochika Shibuya: "Too"? What do you mean?
Otoya Ittoki: We all have to get tested again, too. Right, Masa?
Masato Hijirikawa: Yes...
Otoya Ittoki: If everyone needs to get tested again, then there's no point to this checkup round. Does the principal really have a medical license?
Select the Phrase!
持ってるよ絶対! He must have it! (+0 Love, +10 Music)
Haruka Nanami: The principal is an outstanding person. I'm sure he has a medical license. I doubt he would lie...
Tomochika Shibuya: Well, I don't think he would lie, but he does say some out-there stuff. That guy's flying by the seat of his pants...
Tomochika Shibuya: Aw well, it's your turn next. You should go.
Haruka Nanami: Okay...
持ってるとは思うけど。 I think he has it. (+0 Love +5 Music)
Haruka Nanami: Maybe it's difficult for him to do checkups for everybody by himself?
Tomochika Shibuya: I wouldn't say he's having a hard time, it's more like he's just being sloppy. Aw well, it's your turn.
Haruka Nanami: Okay.
さぁ・・・Who knows… (+0 Love, +0 Music)
Haruka Nanami: He probably does, but I wonder how he found the time to get a medical license when he's a renowned idol...
Tomochika Shibuya: The principal sure is full of mysteries. Aw well, it's your turn now.
Haruka Nanami: Okay.
Haruka Nanami: Excuse me.
Shining Saotome: Come in, patient!
Haruka Nanami: … I'm not a patient, but I'm in your care.
Shining Saotome: HA HA HA! No problem! I can cure even incurable diseases in a flash!
Incurable diseases…? Then I'm sure Ittoki-kun will be okay.
Shining Saotome: Then I'll begin your checkup! KYU-PEEEEN! Opening my Saotome EYES!
The principal's eyes fly wide open! … I think.
Shining Saotome: Height, 157 centimeters. Weight, 45 kilograms. Heartbeat, normal. Blood pressure, normal. White blood cell count and red blood cell count, looking good. Hematocrit, AST, ALT...
Shining Saotome: Everything is normal! Now I will begin the medical questionnaire. Please step on this!
The principal holds out a photo of Shinomiya-san.
Select the Phrase!
そんなことできません。I can't do that. (+20 Love, +0 Music)
Shining Saotome: No matter what?
Haruka Nanami: Yes... I'm sorry.
Shining Saotome: Hmm, seems like you have a serious illness that can't be cured by neither me or the waters of Kusatsu*. I'll do another checkup on you later.
*Kusatsu is referring to the Kusatsu Onsen, which is a hot spring in Japan that is famous for its health benefits.
え・・・これを・・・? Huh? On this? (+10 Love, +0 Music)
Shining Saotome: Step on this, please.
Haruka Nanami: Eek...
Shinomiya-san has the sweetest smile in the photograph. I know it's only a photograph, but I can't step on it...
Haruka Nanami: I-I can't...
Shining Saotome: Hrm? This is a worrisome and dangerous disease. Even I can't cure it!
・・・はい。 ... Okay. (+0 Love +0 Music)
I say that, but... Shinomiya-san has the sweetest smile in the photograph...
If I were to step on this, I would feel so bad... Maybe if I just pretended to step on it...
I show that I'm stepping on the photograph, but I make sure to stop my foot right before touching it.
Shining Saotome: Cheating is a no-no-no-NO! You need to really grind and get in there good!
Haruka Nanami: I-I'm sorry... I can't.
Shining Saotome: Hmm, seems like this disease is quite dire! This is one disease that even I can't cure!
Eek... Even the principal can't cure it…?
Otoya Ittoki: Huh? You're also getting a follow-up?
Haruka Nanami: That's right.
Otoya Ittoki: Hmm... The only one who's left is Natsuki...
Natsuki Shinomiya: I'm back~!
Haruka Nanami: Umm… how did it go?
Natsuki Shinomiya: Saotome-sensei told me that my body is more than healthy. However, it seems my heart isn't.
Natsuki Shinomiya: He told me that it seems that there's somebody else in my heart. We're not balanced.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Umm... so does that mean I’ve had somebody else inside of me this entire time and I've never noticed? Isn't that what’s called a split personality?
Haruka Nanami: Huh…?
Select the Phrase!
そ、それは・・・ W-well... (+10 Love, +0 Music)
Natsuki Shinomiya: I see, I get it now... What is the other me like? Also...
Natsuki Shinomiya: What causes me to switch? … That’s right, Syo-chan might know.
Natsuki Shinomiya: I'll go ask him.
Haruka Nanami: Ah! Shinomiya-san!
I chase after Shinomiya-san.
そんなことっ。 That can't be true! (+20 Love, +0 Music)
Haruka Nanami: Shinomiya-san is Shinomiya-san. You don't have another you.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Are… you sure? But there are gaps in my memory... Maybe what he said is true...
Natsuki Shinomiya: What is the other me like? Also, what causes me to switch…?
Natsuki Shinomiya: That’s right! Syo-chan might know. I'll go ask him!
Haruka Nanami: Ah! S-Shinomiya-san!
I chase after Shinomiya-san quickly.
学園長先生がそう言うなら。 The principal must be right. (+0 Love, +10 Music)
Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes… you're right. Haa... What is the other me like? Also, what causes me to switch?
Natsuki Shinomiya: Maybe Syo-chan knows something…? I'll go ask him.
Haruka Nanami: Ah! S-Shinomiya-san!
I chase after Shinomiya-san quickly.
Syo Kurusu: Huh? What triggers your split personality?
Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes. I was thinking that there must be something that triggers the switch.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Since we're roommates, I thought you might know something.
Syo Kurusu: That's tough to say... Well...
Syo-kun shoots me a troubled look.
Syo-kun and I know how scary it is when Shinomiya-san takes off his glasses... We can't say anything careless.
Syo Kurusu: Uhh...
Natsuki Shinomiya: For example, do I switch personalities when I'm sleeping? When I'm holding a microphone? Gripping a handle? Removing my glasses? … Hm? Glasses…?
Syo Kurusu: Gla… sses? Nah, can't be your glasses...
Natsuki Shinomiya: How are you so sure?
Syo Kurusu: Huh? … Just a gut feeling.
Haruka Nanami: I-I don't think… it's your glasses, either.
Natsuki Shinomiya: … You two are acting a little strange... Maybe I should try taking off my glasses...
Syo Kurusu: AAAH, HOLD IT!
Syo-kun grips Shinomiya-san's arm.
Syo Kurusu: I-I'm COMPLETELY normal right now! Nothing strange going on at all! R-right?
Syo-kun exchanges looks with me. I-I have to go along with the story...
Haruka Nanami: Y-yes! Like he said. Nothing… strange at all.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Really? I guess if you say so...
Syo Kurusu: Phew.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Syo-kun lets go of Shinomiya-san's arm.
… However.
Natsuki Shinomiya: … But on second thought...
Shinomiya-san reaches for his glasses.
Haruka Nanami: Shi... N-Natsuki-kun!
I swiftly reach out and grab Shinomiya-san's hand.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes? What is it, Haru-chan?
Shinomiya-san, hearing me call him by his first name, breaks into a beaming smile and squeezes my hand in return.
Haruka Nanami: U-um... Y-you look nice with your glasses.
Natsuki Shinomiya: Thank you very much! I love these glasses too!
Syo Kurusu: Oh, is that so... I think you look great in those glasses, too. Never take them off for the rest of your life!
Natsuki Shinomiya: I don't think that's possible even if you wanted me to, Syo-chan! Hmm, there's definitely something strange going on here. Maybe I… really should try taking off these glasses...
Syo Kurusu: AAAH! Wait, wait, WAIT! I'll bring somebody who knows what to do. Stay here!
Haruka Nanami: Ah, me too...
Syo Kurusu: Listen to me. Don't you dare take off your glasses before I get back. I'll cut all ties with you if you do!
Natsuki Shinomiya: …! Okay, I understand. I'll wait patiently!
Syo Kurusu: … So that's the gist. We want to prevent Natsuki from taking off his glasses, but what do you think we should do…?
I had gathered all of A Class and Syo-kun had gathered all of S Class.
Everyone is very cooperative since all of us know what happens when Shinomiya-san takes off his glasses.
Otoya Ittoki: Yeah, it's always a disaster when Natsuki takes off his glasses.
Masato Hijirikawa: We went through much grief during that pool incident.
Tokiya Ichinose: If we slip up on this, the entire academy might end up being demolished. You have my full cooperation.
We inaugurate the "Prevent Natsuki Shinomiya from Taking Off His Glasses Group" and begin exchanging opinions.
Otoya Ittoki: I got it! If you praise Natsuki's glasses enough, maybe he'll never try taking them off?
Masato Hijirikawa: Could it possibly be that simple…?
Haruka Nanami: Umm... Actually, I already tried praising his glasses and it was no use.
Otoya Ittoki: I see... I thought it was a great plan... That's too bad.
Ren Jinguji: Then how about this? I'll dress up as a fortune teller and tell him that if he takes off his glasses, he'll get cursed.
Ren Jinguji: I'll fill his head with all the unlucky things that would happen if he takes them off. How about it? Sounds interesting, don't you think, Lady?
Jinguji-san puts his arm around my shoulder.
… Umm, I heard that he enjoys seducing women, but how should I react to this?
Tokiya Ichinose: Ren... Restrain yourself. You're troubling her.
Ren Jinguji: My bad. My lady is so charming that I couldn't help myself... My apologies.
Jinguji-san winks at me.
He is incredibly suave. Idol candidacy really suits him.
I understand why girls scream about him all the time.
Tokiya Ichinose: Anyway, going back to the original topic, how about we ask Saotome-san to tell him, "My diagnosis that you have a split personality was a mistake"?
After Ichinose-san finishes his sentence, everyone's expressions change.
Without anyone saying a word, I could tell what everyone's thinking.
"That's it!"
Shining Saotome: No can do!
We had immediately headed over to Saotome-sensei and explained the situation, but...
Syo Kurusu: Please, help us! We're begging you! The peace of the academy rests in your hands!
Shining Saotome: My word is final! There are no take-backs!
No matter what anybody says, he refuses to change his mind.
Tokiya Ichinose: … This is no use.
Ichinose-san turns his back on the principal and leaves.
Otoya Ittoki: H-hey! Wait up!
Syo Kurusu: Why are you giving up so easily? You're the one who suggested that we should have him change his word.
Tokiya Ichinose: I said that would be the best solution, but the way this is going, it's impossible to get that man to do as we ask. This is a waste of time.
Syo Kurusu: Then what should we do?
Tokiya Ichinose: … Let me think. How about we try this?
???: S-Shinomiya-san! I-I made a mistake in saying that you have a split personality!
Ichinose-san's strategy is to have someone pretend they're the principal and tell him that the diagnosis was a mistake.
Taking the principal's height into account, we had Hijirikawa-sama dress as the principal.
We're hiding around the corner of the hall and watching Hijirikawa-sama from afar… but we can only see Shinomiya-san from where we are.
Otoya Ittoki: Is this going to work? Do your best, Masa...
Syo Kurusu: We're toast if this falls through...
Natsuki Shinomiya: Huh…? A mistake?
???: Y-yeees. A mistake's a mistake.
Hijirikawa-sama does his best to copy the principal's voice, but… he sounds a little off...
Everyone else is probably thinking the same thing considering how anxiously they're watching. I hope he doesn't get discovered...
Natsuki Shinomiya: I see... Is that it! It was all a mistake. I'm so glad!
Shinomiya-san readily believes the words of the disguised Hijirikawa-sama.
Otoya Ittoki: Huh? … He believed him? Really?
Syo Kurusu: Ahh, he's too pure... He really is naive.
Syo Kurusu: He probably doesn't think the Shining he's talking to could possibly be an impostor.
Everyone lets out a sigh of relief. The "Prevent Natsuki Shinomiya from Taking Off His Glasses Group" disperses.
A few days pass. Everyone who has gone for a follow-up checkup has been told that they're in good health.
Haruka Nanami: I'm relieved that there's nothing wrong with me. I'm glad everyone else is in good health, too!
Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes, I'm also glad. If anything were to happen to you, I...
Haruka Nanami: N-not just me, but everyone else, too! That includes you, Shinomiya-san...
Natsuki Shinomiya: I agree. I was wondering what I would do if I really do have a split personality that’s triggered by taking off my glasses...
Eek... In reality, that is the truth, but… I can't tell him.
It hurts to lie, but there's nothing else we can do.
Natsuki Shinomiya: I'm relieved to know that it was all a misunderstanding. That means it must be fine to take off my glasses when I kiss!
Haruka Nanami: Huh?! K-kiss?!
Natsuki Shinomiya: Of course. They may get in the way depending on the situation.
Haruka Nanami: U-um... Romance is banned in the academy... I don't think you'd be allowed to kiss…?
Natsuki Shinomiya: Romance? Isn't a kiss just a greeting? That's the way it is overseas, usually.
Haruka Nanami: Overseas…?
Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes. I lived in France until I was five years old.
Haruka Nanami: B-but, this is Japan... A kiss is very special... You should only do it with someone you love...
Natsuki Shinomiya: Hmm... That means I can kiss someone who's really special to me!
Select the Phrase!
そう・・・かも? Perhaps…? (+5 Love, +0 Music)
Natsuki Shinomiya: That must be it!
Haruka Nanami: … That's not what I meant... You see, the school rules...
Just for a moment, Shinomiya-san's lips brush my cheek.
Haruka Nanami: Ah… um… uh...
Natsuki Shinomiya: This is proof of my affection. Hehehe!
あの・・・そういうことではなく・・・ Umm... That's not it... (+20 Love, +0 Music)
Haruka Nanami: Romance is banned according to the school rules, so...
Natsuki Shinomiya: I think what's banned is a boy and a girl dating each other, not the feeling of love for someone else.
Haruka Nanami: That… might be true. But… I think a kiss is something done between two people who truly love each other...
Natsuki Shinomiya: … Do you hate me?
Haruka Nanami: No… I would never…! Um… I like you very much... You're my partner… after all...
Natsuki Shinomiya: If that's the case, there's no problem at all!
Peck! Just for a moment, Shinomiya-san's lips brush my cheek.
Haruka Nanami: !!!
Natsuki Shinomiya: I like you very much, too.
えっと・・・その・・・ Umm... Well... (+10 Love, +0 Music)
Haruka Nanami: A kiss… shouldn't be given so casually...
Natsuki Shinomiya: It's not casual at all!
Peck! Just for a moment, Shinomiya-san's lips brush my cheek.
Haruka Nanami: !!!
Natsuki Shinomiya: This is proof that I trust you absolutely. I would never kiss with no thought at all.
No matter how much I try explaining to him, I don't get through to him.
Starting from that day, Shinomiya-san has begun occasionally kissing me on the cheek.
… Where did my explanation go wrong?
Is it because… he's a genius? I feel Shinomiya-san's way of thinking is different from most people.
Maybe… the way he feels about a kiss is different from how I feel about it.
Even so… every time he kisses my cheek, my heart skips a beat and the part of my cheek where his lips touched feels hot.
Why? I feel embarrassed, but at the same time… happy.
What did I do?
Haruka Nanami: Hey, Kuppuru, what do you think?
Tomochika Shibuya: "What do you think"...? What in the world are you asking your cat?
Haruka Nanami: Ah, Tomo-chan! Welcome back!
Tomochika Shibuya: I'm home! So spill! Let me know what's on your mind. You can try talking to the cat, but all he can do is meow back at you!
Haruka Nanami: Well...
It's true that all he can say is "meow", but I feel like Kuppuru understands what I tell him.
… But putting that aside...
Haruka Nanami: The thing is...
I tell Tomo-chan about Shinomiya-san.
Tomochika Shibuya: I see. So your heart skips a beat when he kisses you…?
Select the Phrase!
うん。 Yeah. (+20 Love, +5 Music)
Haruka Nanami: Yeah. My heart starts pounding, my cheeks go hot, and my head goes blank...
Tomochika Shibuya: Hmm? Could that mean spring has finally come for you?
Haruka Nanami: Spring…?
Tomochika Shibuya: Well, romance is banned by the school, so I think it's fine to not know what I'm talking about. What you don't know won't hurt you!
Haruka Nanami: O-okay...
挨拶だと思うけど・・・・ I think it's just a greeting, but... (+0 Love, +0 Music)
Tomochika Shibuya: Hmm. A greeting, huh? Then… here!
Haruka Nanami: Huh!
Tomo-chan kisses me on the cheek.
Haruka Nanami: W-what are you doing?
Tomochika Shibuya: Greeting you! So? How was it? Is your heart pounding?
Haruka Nanami: I was surprised.
Tomochika Shibuya: I see, just surprise…? Think about what's different between how you felt just now and when Natsuki gives you his greeting kiss.
Tomochika Shibuya: I think you'll figure out something.
Haruka Nanami: O-okay... Thank you.
だ、だってキス・・・だし・・・I-it's a kiss, after all... (+10 Love, +5 Music)
Tomochika Shibuya: Well, anyone would get flustered if they were kissed...
At that moment...
Kuppuru jumps onto my shoulder and kisses me on the cheek.
Tomochika Shibuya: What timing…! This kitty knows exactly what he's doing...
Haruka Nanami: Knows what…?
Tomochika Shibuya: So? How do you feel being kissed by Kuppuru?
Haruka Nanami: How I feel? It's just Kuppuru...
Tomochika Shibuya: … Well, a cat can't compare to Natsuki, I guess. However, one thing they have in common is that they're both uninhibited.
Haruka Nanami: Uninhibited…?
Tomochika Shibuya: Am I wrong?
Haruka Nanami: No... I guess not.
Whenever Shinomiya-san kisses me, my heart beats so fast and I have no idea how I should react...
But I have to get used to it so we can keep being partners… I think.
It'll take time, but I'll do my best...
Mini Game
Ringo Tsukimiya: How are you doing? Have you become used to your one-on-one lessons? I've had you on an assigned song this entire time, but I think you can move to the next step now.
Ringo Tsukimiya: You've improved a lot. Now you must create a song and bring it to completion.
Ringo Tsukimiya: But before that, I'll have you do the last test for the assigned song. Use all the skills you've learned to their full extent and do your best!
Ringo Tsukimiya: Are you ready? Okay, start!
S RANK
Natsuki Shinomiya: Just now, we've become one. Your heartbeat, your breath, your soul... I could feel all of you.
Haruka Nanami: I felt you too, Shinomiya-san… although I can't say I felt it quite as deeply as you do.
It would be nice if we could always weave music together like this.
Chapter End
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