Takeo Kamado soon returned with the wine. He gave his sister, who stood fuming beside the demon, a puzzled look before lowering his head. "M-my lord, the wine you wanted."
He was still a little breathless, clearly having run hard all the way.
"Sorry for the trouble, Takeo."
Su Mu spoke gently.
The demon's gentleness took the boy somewhat by surprise, making Takeo unconsciously raise his head. He met the demon's gentle gaze, then rather flusteredly pulled some money from his pocket. "My lord, th-this is the change from buying the wine."
"Keep it as pocket money, Takeo."
Su Mu smiled as he spoke.
Takeo Kamado was a little stunned. He lowered his head and looked at the change in his hand, which reminded him of his father. Sometimes, when he ran errands for his father, he would be rewarded with a little change. That had always been something he looked forward to with excitement.
But since his father had fallen ill, it seemed that nothing like that had happened in a long time.
"Go and play."
Su Mu spoke again.
Standing to one side, Nezuko saw very clearly how the demon treated her younger brother. It was completely different from the impression of demons she held deep in her heart.
It even left Nezuko feeling a little dazed.
Were all demons like this?
If all demons were like this, what was there to fear about them?
Or was only the demon before her like this?
If this demon would always be so gentle, then if she went with him, she would probably be treated tenderly too, wouldn't she?
A faint blush rose to the girl's cheeks, and she could not help glancing at the demon's face.
The gentle sunlight fell across the demon's profile. He was very handsome. Although,