The moonlight still pours into my heart, yet I can no longer see the person by my side back then.
This is the entire process of Emilia asking Teacher Jiang Mengyun for leave, and the reason why she doesn’t dare to tell Evelyn the specifics.
Although they only spent half a day together, Emilia believes she has a general understanding of Evelyn’s character. This two-year-old Devil Miss appears bold and reliable on the surface, but in reality, she is a cute girl who is quite sensitive.
Due to her personality, if she were to learn that Emilia used her as an excuse to take leave, she would likely get so angry she would turn red and kick herself out of bed.
At that time, Emilia really wouldn’t have a place to sleep.
What Emilia said when she asked Evelyn to “take her in” was heartfelt; she truly does not like sleeping on the sofa.
“…”
As the Angel Miss and the Devil Miss finished their first “nighttime game,” the atmosphere in the room gradually returned to calm. Emilia lay quietly on her bed, peacefully gazing at the moonlight that spilled onto the ceiling.
This was a habit she formed since childhood; she loves lying in bed and quietly admiring the moonlight on such tranquil nights. It brings her an unprecedented sense of calm and relaxation.
However… if it were in the past, there would likely still be someone sitting beside her, helplessly trying to coax her to sleep after being disturbed.
Now, neither she nor the moon has changed, but the person who used to sit beside her, coaxing her to sleep… is no longer there.
‘The moonlight still pours into my heart, yet I can no longer see the person by my side back then.’
Emilia subconsciously glanced at Evelyn, who was now lying beside her, fast asleep, hugging her favorite life-sized pillow, her cute little mouth occasionally making adorable sounds.
And in Emilia’s eyes, alongside Evelyn’s figure… the shadow of her “brother” inexplicably appeared again…
‘You can’t laugh at what I say… I’m two years old this year…’
‘Hahaha! Don’t worry, my good sister, I’ll be back soon, you don’t have to worry about me!’
Evelyn said… she is two this year…
Her brother… just happened to pass away two years ago…
And Evelyn’s ideals… a partner for justice… the pursuit of justice… even though she is a demon… she fights to help weak humans…
If considered alongside her own experiences…
Emilia found herself daydreaming, repeatedly overlapping Evelyn’s figure with that person’s, feeling that there could not be any coincidence in this.
A famous overseas detective once said: There is no such thing as coincidence in this world; everything happens for a reason.
“But… that’s impossible…”
Emilia’s voice trembled a bit. She clearly knew it was just her wild imagination; Evelyn could not possibly be that person.
Her ability to become an angel is because her past life was an angel who fell from a high-level heaven to Earth during the War, and her rebirth as a human can also be explained. But that person’s past life could not possibly be a demon… no, that’s not correct; it should be that a demon could never be reborn as a human.
Because even angels can fall from high-level heavens “above” to Earth, while Hell is “below” Earth; in this case, even if demons die in the War, their souls would return directly to Hell, with no chance of wandering on Earth and being reborn as humans!
Therefore, Evelyn could not be “him.”
Emilia let out a bitter smile, thinking that she must be going crazy for mistaking this demon she had only just met for “his” reincarnation… Is this what they call lovesickness?
But Emilia had to admit that she felt an inexplicable innate fondness for Evelyn. Even when Evelyn did something overly excessive when they first met, and even when she angrily swore to pay her back last night, this morning when she saw Evelyn on the podium, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of joy and familiarity.
“… Sigh, forget it, let’s just sleep…”
Emilia shook her head. She felt that if she kept thinking this way, there would be no need to stay awake all night. So she tried her best to clear her mind and slowly closed her eyes…
Then, she was startled awake by Evelyn suddenly wrapping herself around her.
“Mmm… soft, fragrant… so good～”
Emilia opened her eyes in shock, only to see that the Evelyn who had insisted on “keeping her distance” now proactively crossed that “line,” clinging to her like a panda hugging bamboo.
“……” Emilia thought she had discovered another little secret about Evelyn: her sleeping posture isn’t very good.
“Evelyn…?”
Emilia tried to call out to Evelyn, but Evelyn appeared to be dead to the world as she didn’t respond at all. Instead, she leaned her head on Emilia’s shoulder, affectionately wrapped her arms around Emilia’s neck, and occasionally let out a few adorable murmurs in her sleep.
“Pfft…”
Seeing the proud Evelyn from the day turn into such a clingy person at night, Emilia couldn’t help but laugh. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she mischievously smiled, picked up her mobile phone from the bedside, and used the selfie function to take a few photos of Evelyn clinging beside her… along with a short video.
If she remembered correctly, Evelyn’s phone still had evidence from last night when she had bullied Emilia. But from now on, she also had her “evidence.” If Evelyn didn’t behave… heehee～
This Devil Miss, I’m sure you wouldn’t want these photos and videos to spread, right?
With this in hand, controlling Evelyn, this little demon with a thin skin as crisp as a cracker, would be a piece of cake, wouldn’t it?
After collecting her “evidence,” Emilia started to feel sleepy. She reached out and covered Evelyn with her own blanket—Evelyn’s beautiful body, like a piece of art, was mostly exposed, and if this continued, she could easily catch a cold, so she had to cover her properly.
After doing all this, Emilia’s consciousness began to grow hazy. Even though she had convinced herself that Evelyn was not the reincarnation of “that person,” it did not stop her from continuing to fantasize about other possibilities.
For example…
‘Evelyn, if only you had appeared a bit earlier… if only you had shown up in that city two years ago… if only you could have kindly reached out to him…’
‘Then, wouldn’t he have been saved?’
PS: The push is about to go live, I’m so excited for my first push (there’s still content stored, I’ll try to update double whenever possible during the closed period!)
