A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 5] Chapter 15

[Vol. 5] Chapter 15: How could this be?

Amelia’s attack left Ifia unable to defend herself.

The mischief of the demon’s tail really made Ifia detestable.

She wouldn’t admit it, but at this moment, she felt extremely pleased, reminiscent of the moonlit seascape she had seen before.

After the layers of waves crashed, only the sparkling sea surface remained, with fish occasionally leaping out, causing splashes of water. It was like tasting a new and delicious food, making one unable to stop craving it.

However, the novel biography wrote about the demon’s cunning and bitter affection, which was true!

How could Amelia be so good to her!!!

“Amelia, if you don’t stop now, you’ll lose your horns!”

After Ifia felt she could barely hold on, she disregarded everything else, jumped up in Amelia’s embrace, and threatened Amelia by grabbing onto those demon horns. The demon’s horns on the top of its head were hard.

However, they didn’t feel icy cold to the touch. Instead, they had some warmth, which surprised Ifia.

But due to the posture, Ifia pressed down on Amelia, giving Amelia the joy of burying her face in Ifia’s soft pillows. But on Ifia’s side, it was embarrassing.

Sob, sob, sob.

This perverted demon sniffed her chest!

(T_T)

Amelia didn’t play by the rules.

If you had the guts, you should have let her go and talked it out properly, instead of driving recklessly…

Now, the speed was too fast, and the wheels were about to fly off.

“Ifia, will you forgive me?”

Then, Amelia took advantage and, with her face pressed down, her voice sounded muffled. But Amelia’s voice was very charming, now even more so with a hint of trembling feeling.

This infuriated Ifia.

Although Amelia appeared to be serious about talking, in reality, her actions didn’t stop, even with a pair of demon horns in Ifia’s hands.

Such cheekiness made Ifia’s face turn red with anger, knowing that if she didn’t compromise now, she would lose face.

Although she had thought about this and that with Amelia before.

When emotions run high, everything seems to fall into place.

But the first deep communication should definitely not be in the wilderness!

Therefore, it was necessary to call a halt now. But Ifia was unwilling to forgive…

She knew she wasn’t particularly smart, and Amelia was too cunning.

What if she got deceived again in the future!

Where there was smoke, there was fire.

She must not condone it.

Therefore, stubborn Ifia refuses to compromise. Feeling both emotionally hurt and physically pleased, she finally couldn’t help bursting into tears.

Like a small beast being viciously bullied.

With the thought of making Amelia unhappy even if she’s uncomfortable herself, Ifia directly opened her mouth and bit hard on Amelia’s right cheek. At the same time, Ifia’s body stiffened, completely defeated.

However, Amelia seemed not to feel the pain at all, not getting angry.

But to prevent Ifia from disliking her, she obediently held her in her arms without making any other movements.

Meanwhile, Amelia gently stroked Ifia’s long hair with her hand, using a gentle technique to soothe her, causing Ifia to stop biting and instead bury her face in her shoulder weakly.

When the she regained her senses, it was better to explain.

“Ifia, I didn’t mean to deceive you. In fact, when you were kidnapped by the witch hunting organization before, you saw my demon form, but because of the rules of the world, you were forced to lose your memory afterwards.”

Hearing the word “amnesia,” Ifia was stunned but still stubbornly refused to look up. Amelia was not affected by this and continued,

“Although I can defy the rules of the world to prevent them from unjustly clearing anomalies, Ifia, you are a soul from another world, and in the case of a fragmented soul, you will be affected by the rules of the world.”

“One careless move could lead to a scattered soul, which is why I hid the reason for your amnesia. I just didn’t want you to discover my demon form and be attacked again by the rules of the world.”

Amelia’s words were clear and logical, briefly explaining the reason. This puzzled Ifia, who couldn’t help but ask, “If I could be attacked by the rules of the world, why are you saying it now?”

It seemed like she was fishing for trouble.

But this made Amelia couldn’t help but smile, knowing that Ifia believed most of it, so she patiently explained, “So I found the Saint Tiffany and asked her to help repair your fragmented soul. I went to Taric Kingdom, the Holy Mountain, and the Camus territory to collect the necessary materials.”

“After coming back from the Camus territory, I took you to Saint Tiffany to start the ceremony. The result was excellent, your fragmented soul was completely repaired, and the rules of the world couldn’t harm you again.”

Listening to Amelia’s words, Ifia frowned and muttered, “I lost my memory, of course, it’s whatever you say it is, I don’t believe it!”

Although she said so, judging from Ifia’s softened attitude, it was obvious that she believed it.

Amelia’s reasoning was sound. Since participating in Saint Tiffany’s special ceremony, Ifia felt a newfound relaxation in her body, as if she had taken some super tonic.

Now that she looks at it, her fragmented soul has been repaired, so she feels relaxed. So many things happened behind her back!

However, even if Amelia did it for her own good, demons and humans…

“Ifia, please look at me.”

While Ifia was still in a dilemma, she heard Amelia’s voice, instinctively lifting her head obediently.

She saw Amelia still maintaining her demon form, but with her wounded cheek caused by Ifia’s bite, making this demon lord look less fierce and more ridiculous.

However, Ifia didn’t have time to mock, as she felt very uncomfortable under Amelia’s red eyes.

Really. Just a mere demon. How could it have such affectionate eyes!

“It’s my fault for making you sad by hiding things from you!”

“Ifia, I love you so much, please don’t leave me, or I’ll be heartbroken.”

“…Would a demon who enjoys playing with humans also feel sad?” Ifia retorded.

Amelia deeply understood Ifia’s stubbornness. Sensing Ifia’s softening, she felt relieved and defended herself.

“Demons have emotions too, why wouldn’t they feel sad? And Ifia, you can’t judge me based on preconceived beliefs. I am different from other demons.”

“What’s different?”

“Because for tens of thousands of years of my life, I’ve only loved you and you alone.”

The sudden confession left Ifia stunned.

She had intended to pretend not to care, but her heart was pounding wildly, making it impossible for her to suppress it.

Her previously dim black eyes now regained vitality, sparkling as if they were the brightest star in the night sky.

However, Ifia tried to deceive herself, telling herself, “Don’t easily believe her sweet talk,” but her heart spoke otherwise.

Humph!

This cunning demon, Amelia. She really knows how to speak. She even made her heart flutter. Indeed, demons are experts at confusing the heart.

At that very moment, amidst the whirlwind of Ifia’s chaotic thoughts, Amelia suddenly kneeled before her. She reached out and tenderly grasped Ifia’s hand.

“So, Ifia…”

Amelia’s sudden gesture shattered Ifia’s tumultuous thoughts. With a deep breath, Amelia looked up at Ifia, her eyes filled with seriousness.

“Will you be the one and only companion in my life?”

Amelia’s tone carried a weight of utmost sincerity. Her crimson eyes sparkled, locked onto Ifia, brimming with hope and anticipation.