["I don't like you because you remind me of someone I hate."]
That one sentence kept ringing in his head even after he left Michy's room. He was walking down the hospital corridor, but his mind wandered somewhere else.
'I remind him of someone he hates? But who is that someone? And why did he hate that someone?'
Azren had lots of questions in his head, but he didn't dare to voice it out to Michy earlier when he was still in the idol's room. It wasn't because he was too coward, but he just couldn't bring himself to ask the questions because Michy turned gloomy after giving him the last attack.
The idol once again lied on the bed with his back facing him, seeming to be wanting to end their conversation there.
That was just a nonverbal reaction, but Azren could read the intention completely. Michy was sad for whatever reason, and even if Azren was curious about that, he decided to leave the matter now. That was why he chose to swallow his curiosity as he continued his movement toward the door.
Michy indeed hated someone who probably had a similar appearance or maybe similar character as his, but that someone was not him. Michy could hate that someone, but it was him that stayed by Michy's side now. He couldn't let the idol hate him like how the idol hated that person.
If the idol ended up hating him, the idol probably would fire him even before he could complete his mission. Now the silver-haired idol was upset at him, and his career as the idol's assistant was on the rope. If he did something that upset the idol even more, then the idol would cut the rope that was already so thin.
Azren didn't want to let that happen, so he behaved himself in front of Michy now. No more unnecessary mistakes if he still wanted to continue working for the blue-eyed idol.
His mind was still wandering elsewhere when he bumped into someone in the corridor.
"I'm sorry. Are you hurt somewhere, Sir?" He was panicked and immediately asked a question, but when he brought his gaze up, his face suddenly turned pale.
"I didn't expect that I would meet you this soon, Azren. Are you ready for our next step?"
The other person talked about the 'next step,' but all Azren did was took one step backward to keep the distance between them. But, to his dismay, the other person took a step forward toward him. Why did he meet this 'person' when his mind was so chaotic? Azren didn't even have the power to run away from this 'person' now.
"Why are you so scared of me, Azren? We've kissed before, and I think you quite enjoyed it."
Azren got goosebumps upon hearing the confident question coming from the 'person.' He intended to ignore the 'person,' but the last nasty statement coming from the 'person' broke his strong fort. He couldn't remain silent any longer.
"I didn't enjoy it! You forced me, and I didn't enjoy it at all! Stop talking nonsense!" The blonde boldly challenged the other person because he really didn't feel anything when Gizach kissed him!
Yes, someone who bumped into him was not a real person, but it was Gizach, the super perverted demon who had stolen his first kiss!
'No! That's not my first kiss! That's more like a punishment for me!' Azren continued his denial in his heart.
Meanwhile, the red-haired demon laughed upon hearing the blonde's denial. "You indeed didn't enjoy it because there was no reaction in your body. I kissed you so passionately, but your body remained idle. I wonder if you even have the ability to 'get up,' Azren."
It was a mocking that came out of Gizach's nasty mouth, and the pair of red eyes of the demon even darted to Azren's crotch to make it more obvious about what he meant. Azren flushed as he tried to cover his crotch with his hands.
He was angry, but then he realized something upon hearing Gizach's mock. He was about to voice out his thought, but then he noticed some nurses were walking in his direction. He just realized that they were in a public place now.
No one would be able to see the perverted demon, and they would surely think that Azren was out of his mind if he replied to the demon's mock now. He was the only one who was able to see and touch the red-haired demon, so he better led Gizach to go to another place to have a private talk with that demon.
Signaling through his gaze, he then led Gizach to another place. Gizach raised his brows confusedly, but then he smirked upon understanding the blonde's intention.
"You are afraid of those useless humans' opinion?" Gizach questioned him as he walked beside the blonde demon.
Azren was not out of his mind, and he knew that he shouldn't reply to the question now. The hospital was quite busy right now, and he didn't want to act stupidly by answering the nasty demon's question.
The blonde kept silent until they finally arrived at the back area of the hospital. The area was deserted and quiet shady, and the humans probably saw the area as a haunted area or something. That was why Azren saw no humans in the area.
"It's such a quiet and dark place. You chose a good place for us, Azren," Gizach spoke again with the same disgusting tone.
Azren was not stupid, and he understood the redhead's implicit meaning. He knew that a place like this was suitable for doing nasty things. The blonde knew Gizach's dirty mind.
"Don't ever think of doing something bad to me, Gizach. I just want to talk to you, not going to satisfy your desire."
The blonde demon was getting bolder and braver, and Gizach looked a bit taken aback by the change. However, there was a glint of interest in his pair of crimson eyes.
"You are not stuttering anymore when you're talking to me. I think you've improved quite a lot. It's because of my help, right?"
The emerald eyes rolled lazily when the owner heard the confident question coming from the red-haired demon.
'This demon is so shameless, but maybe I can take advantage of his high pride,' Azren suddenly got an idea in his mind and secretly smirked.
"You think that you are a powerful demon with great knowledge, right?" The blonde questioned the other demon instead of answering the annoying question earlier. "If you have lots of knowledge, then you surely will be able to answer my question."
Gizach, as a demon with high self-esteem, raised his red brows upon hearing Azren's question. "You wanted to challenge me?" He asked arrogantly. "Just ask me any question then. You can see my ability yourself."
Gizach was still an arrogant demon, but Azren tried to bear with it because he needed to find an answer to his question now.
"What does it mean when I got a hard-on when someone touched me?" The blonde demon finally voiced out his question, and the red-haired demon widened his eyes at him.
"What?" The red-haired demon asked in surprise. "You got a hard-on when someone touched you? Are you sure about that? But you didn't even react when I kissed you."
Azren really wanted to roll his green eyes when he heard the other demon's question. "Can you just answer my question?"
This time, Gizach was the one who rolled his eyes. "I just can't believe that your little thing can stand up."
"Gizach!"
The fair skin reddened, and the pair of emerald eyes glared at the crimson ones.
"Alright. No need to get angry at me," the red-eyed demon finally surrendered. "You didn't get a hard-on when I kissed you probably because you're not interested in me at all. And if you got a hard-on when someone else touched you, maybe it's because you're interested in that someone."
Was he interested in that someone? Was he interested in Michy?
"What do you mean by I'm interested in that someone? You mean, I like him?"
The redhead raised an eyebrow upon hearing the blonde's question. "There's nothing like 'like' in the demon world. There's only lust and nothing else. If you're interested in him, then you're just lusting over him. That's simple."
Was it really that simple? Azren believed that it was just his lust that caused him to get a hard-on when Michy touched him, but was it that simple? Then how about his worries and care toward the young idol? That didn't mean anything?
"Hey, Azren," Gizach called out his name again, and he glimpsed at the redhead again. "You don't think about something else, do you?"
The pair of blonde brows furrowed upon hearing the question. "What do you mean?"
Azren looked clueless once again, and the redhead smirked at him before leaning forward toward him. "You don't think about the nasty feeling called love, do you?"