59 Dont Let me Down (1/2)

”Mew…” disguised as a catgirl, Jezebel mewled on Kilian's lap, using Lena's isolated training to hog him for herself.

”Kilian, how can you be this heartless? After I went through so much trouble to clean up your madness-driven mess, you don't even give me a hug? How heartless!” Jezebel sobbed and wrapped her hands around Kilian's waist.

”As well as you should. Aren't you the one that gave me AIDS? I finally understand why the ancients warned us about cougars.” With his eyes moving through the pages of a spellbook, Kilian ran one hand through Jezebel's hair and kept the other on her back—using his dra alone to keep the book in suspension.

After regaining his consciousness, Kilian naturally considered various methods to deal with the commotion. Although his psychopathic version took many precautions, one serious problem remained: habits.

Putting himself in his foes' shoes, Kilian inferred that unable to retrace their targets, the academy's leaders would seek potentially fehl-tainted students through erratic habits. After all, daemons and beasts aside, only the fehl-tainted could use Fehl Magic. However, those mutants skilled in the fehl craft were often prone to volatile behavior.

A thorough investigation would quickly reveal Kilian's excessive eating habits. And while he could shift the blame on a disorder such as bulimia, with lack of better targets, the school might still keep an eye on him. That kind of attention, he didn't need. Having come to the same conclusion, Jezebel took the bull by the horns and gave the academy the ending they wanted—thereby shutting down the student investigation.

”This is what I get for delaying my recovery for you? I want a divorce.”

”We're not married.”

”Kilian, Kilian, one day I will turn heels and vanish—making you regret not coaxing me more often,” Jezebel lifted her head and pouted at Kilian. The words pulled his gaze away from the book, and his eyes locked on Jezebel's.

”Like you've done with Niklas?” The casual words sapped all amusement from Jezebel's eyes, and letting go of Kilian's waist, she spun to avoid his gaze.

”You figured it out?”

”How could I not? Jezebel, we've been bonded for about six months now. Half a year passed by in a flash, but I dare say we've learned a great deal about one another. Klaus aside, no one understands me as well as you do. But likewise, I'm confident that not many know you better than I do,” Kilian replied, leaned forward, and lowered his face so that his forehead faced Jezebel's nose.

Again, their eyes intertwined, but this time, Jezebel didn't evade and let her lips curl into a smile.

”In the past, when I left the Fehl Plane to wander various worlds, I wanted to experience the full depth of sentient beings. Across the decades, though I've mapped most personas, there aren't many I find displeasing. At the same time, unless I'm making them scream in agony, I rarely find men and women worth my time.