“So you are awake.”

He had a pale white face, blood-red eyes, pointy ears, sharp fangs, and short white hairs with long mullets on the sides.

He looked at the girl and slightly smirked as he licked his lips and said, “Good morning.”

The girl was baffled seeing a male in the same room as her, and just to her surprise, she had finally realized she was naked with only one white blanket around her body.

The girl tried to think of a strategy to run away from there, but as she glanced around, she realized that she was in the same chamber which she last saw before she passed out.

It looked a lot different than what she saw, but she knew it was the same chamber she saw because of a coffin in the middle of the room.

Sweat poured down from her face as she tried to recall her memories. At worse, she thought that her body was used by this man.

The girl quickly covered her entire body with the blanket and stood straight beside the bed.

She slowly opened her mouth, almost stuttering, “Are you… demon?”

His smirk got wider as he said, “What do you think?”

The girl gulped down and looked at his half-naked body.

“Who are you?” the girl asked.

“What about you? Who are you?”

“I asked first! Tell me, who are you?!” Even though she was the one who was clearly in danger here, her voice showed no fear.

“My name is Nero, and I am a demon who was sealed for…” He shrugged his shoulders and added, “Don’t know for how long.”

The girl was a little uptight at first. And it was natural for her to act like that. She found herself naked on the bed with a blanket on her body and a demon in the same room. But all that faded away when she didn’t sense any hostility from the demon.

The girl bit her lips and said, “My name is—”

“Emilia,” added the demon.

Emilia’s eyes wide opened in shock as she asked, “Why do you know that?”

He pointed his gaze at Emilia’s hand. “It was written on your hand.”

Emilia had her name tattooed on her hand when she woke up from her deep slumber some months ago, and she had no idea why there was a tattoo on her hand. She had lost all her powers and memories, but two angels would come once in a while to meet her and tell her stuff about her past.

Emilia quickly looked at her hand to cover the tattoo, but it wasn’t there.

“Huh?” Emilia let go of the blanket, and it fell to the ground.

“I removed it,” said the demon as he looked at Emilia’s naked body.

Emilia quickly picked up the blanket and covered her body. She couldn’t take her eyes off the demon’s body.

It was then she noticed something written with tiny letters on his chest.

She squinted her eyes to read it clearly.

“Ze…us?” she read.

The demon swiped his finger on the letters as he picked up the sword lying on the ledge beside him and pointed it at Emilia.

The hostility Emilia wasn’t sensing earlier was now filling up the atmosphere.

“Forget what you just saw and said. My name is Nero, got it?” said the demon with a fierce glare and a bloodthirsty voice.

Emilia quickly nodded a couple of times before the demon put his sword down.

He threw the sword on the ground and picked up the jug filled with red liquid lying on the counter beside him. He grabbed the glass and filled the glass with the red liquid.

‘Is that wine?’ Emilia thought as she noticed her throat was drying with thirst.

The demon then looked at Emilia as he smirked and started drinking the wine.

He was drinking it slowly, savoring every sip. With every sip, he was making a pleasing face, as if he had never drank something as tasty as that wine.

Emilia gulped down as she unknowingly reached her hand to the jug. The demon noticed it and moved his gaze at Emilia’s hand.

Emilia pulled her hand back as she slowly glanced at the demon.

He then moved the half-filled glass to Emilia and asked, “Do you want to drink it?”

Emilia nodded violently.

The demon slightly smirked and asked again, “Do you really want to drink it?”

Emilia nodded again.

The demon then smirked widely and said, “Where is my ‘please’?”

Emilia quickly gulped down the saliva from her mouth that had gathered because of her intense thirst and said, “Please give me this.”

The demon moved his hand towards Emilia, but as Emilia was about to touch the glass, he stopped and said, “I didn’t hear my name.”

Emilia clenched her fist and said, “Please give me this, Ne… ro.”

“Good.” Nero handed her the glass.

Emilia grabbed the glass with both of her hands and moved it to her lips. She slowly opened up her mouth and started drinking it.

As she took one sip, she threw the glass on the ground and yelled, “This is not wine!”

The demon looked at the broken glass on the ground and frowned his face, “How dare you waste my precious drink.”

“What is this?! It tasted disgusting! How can you even drink it?!”

The demon smirked as he filled another glass with the red liquid and said, “This is the first time I have ever heard someone calling their own blood disgusting.”

“Hu…h?” Emilia’s eyes opened wide in shock as she wiped the liquid from her lips and said, “This is… my blood?”

Nero gulped down the glass filled with Emilia’s blood as he burped, “That’s right. It was your blood.”

“How… why…” Emilia was lost in words. She had too many questions to ask that her mind was going blank.

After looking at her blood, her head ached as she remembered how her hands were severed to use her blood against those demons, but now they were fully healed as if they were never cut.

Not only that, the other question she had in her mind was, how did the demon cured an angel? And the most important question that she had was…

“How can a demon drink the angel’s blood just like that?” Angel’s blood was like acid for any demon. Yet, Nero was drinking Emilia’s blood with such a lovely expression on his handsome face.