Desire

“Ajin is an idiot. ”

You come out of the shadows and stand under the night sky on the cliff. Persian, leaning against the wall, mutters as he rubs his fingers against his side head. She doesn't see the pain. Ajin, too, did not see her.

“You can't always tell the truth, you can't lie. Trying to hurt others, thinking she's okay. Pretend to calculate everything, pretend to act. ”

“I haven't. ”

Azin sweeps his head over and mutters. Persian horses plummet his chest like a sharp knife. I was about to protest, but Azin quit. Because I thought the conversation with her was pointless.

“Are you afraid that Racunda will listen? ”

Persian turns to Azin, who asks. Asin stopped and looked back. Persian is not smiling. However, he did not look angry. She frowns, her lips shut. Annoyed, angry. His face was like that, but not his eyes. Ajin knew what her eyes looked like to her. When my parents died, people used to look at me like that when they came to the funeral.

Her expression was pity and compassion.

“.. there's no reason for me to fear it. ”

Azin clenches his fist. He hated that look on his face. I don't feel sorry for myself, but I feel sorry for him. I hated it so much. He couldn't understand why he needed to be pitied. The death of my parents. Their deaths never caused pain. Rather, he thought his parents had gained their freedom by dying. There was no need to act to others and no reason to do anything interesting. He freed his parents from their deaths and completed his space. So, the man named Ajin and his personality were complete.

“No, you're afraid. ”

Persian wags his head. No, I'm not afraid. Azin clenches his fist and rebukes Persian. Her insides boil like fire, but she smiles bloody. He postponed the laugh.

“I'm afraid it's right for the master. As you can see, he loves his pupil very much. I had a private conversation with Persian...”

“That's not what he's afraid of. ”

Persian shakes his head and denies Azin's words. As he stops speaking, Azin shuts up his open lips and looks at Persian. In that gaze, Persian grins.

“What he fears is that Racunda leaves him. ”

“.. what are you talking about? ”

“He's afraid that Racunda won't give him affection. I'm afraid that she's misunderstood and that she's hated herself. But you know what, Ajin? ”

Persian arms extended widely.

“Ajin is a greedy man. A very, very greedy person. Azin hates being hated by Racunda and wants to have everything he wants. And so, Azin makes a compromise with himself. You lie at a reasonable distance. That's what I just said to Racunda. ”

“Persian.”

“You don't have to be afraid, Ajin. The shadows are already closed. ”

Persian is exhausted. Azin looks down. His shadow disappears.

“Racunda doesn't listen to him. So, honestly, I don't care. ”

“.. nothing to be honest about. ”

“Then I'll say it. ”

Persian grins as he approaches Azin. She opens her lips, staring at him with narrow eyes.

“He's a coward who's afraid of getting hurt. A greedy coward who wants to have everything he wants without hurting himself. Ajin didn't tell Racunda the truth. I couldn't tell. Racunda's personality is that if Ajin is serious, she will definitely want to possess him. And then he loses a lot. ”

“... Persian. ”

“First, me. ”

Ignoring Azin's remarks, Persian points his finger at himself. She smiles, raising her mouth. The pen shrugs and smiles carry no emotion.

“I'm doing him a favor. It's because I want to have pain. But if Ajin becomes the complete property of Racunda, then I can't have it. ”

“... Persian. ”

“And the white pennant. There's no reason why Racunda would want to see Azin engaged to a woman other than herself. Once Ajin becomes Racunda's, he has to put all his efforts into the blood. Without any reward. ”

Ajin didn't answer. He looks at Persic with puffing lips, and he laughs as he looks at him. The sound of the laughter is as pale as the smile she makes.

“Azin didn't have a choice. Because he's greedy. So he made a compromise. His feelings, Racunda's. Keep a little distance from Racunda, keep her favors, keep her relationship with me. The best distance for you to move freely at the same time. ”

“... Persian. ”

“It's very cool. Eventually, he got everything he wanted. at the same time as Racunda. And my heart and consideration were in the trash. Let me ask you again, Azin. Azin is satisfied with that.”

“Persian Duna! ”

Azin shouts. Percy bursts into laughter. He looks at Persian with his head tilted back and a high smile, and he sighs. You've been spotted. You've seen everything you think, heard it all with someone else's mouth. It was not a pleasant feeling at all. A dreadful insult and unpleasantness, like being ridiculed and found naked in nothing, echoes through the pain.

“.. what kind of answer do you expect from me?" ”

Azin mutters, grabbing his head. What the hell is Persian thinking, what he wants from himself? Azin had no idea. The Persian he sees now is the Devil. Demons mock and mock Humans. At the end of her tongue, pain was rushing to her corners. You can't do this unless you get your pace back.

“Did you want me to tell Master the truth on the spot? ”

“No, I knew it would come to that. ”

Persian said with a smile. And at the end of the sentence, her smile disappeared as well. Persian said, looking at the pain with a cool face.

“That makes me even angrier. The azine I know, it's actually the same azine. I'm so angry. ”

“.. what are you talking about? ”

“I wish he wasn't greedy. I hope he's not a liar. ”

With a sudden murmur, Persian approaches Azin. As she approaches, Azin pulls back without even knowing it. He slowly realized what was right in front of him. Persian Duna. Ruler of the Forest Vampire of the Past Thorn. The most powerful vampire on the island at the beginning. Excellent wizard. Able to kill Azin in real life.

“You know what, Ajin? ”

What, that you can go out there and bite my neck right now? Ajin thought, sweating coldly. He desperately came up with a plan to defeat the current situation. Should we kneel to Persian and beg for forgiveness? I can do as much as I want to kneel. Or should I call someone? This is too much. Even if the spirit is here, we can't stop Persian. Acacia, yeah. We need to call Acacia. I will, because I'm her proxy.

“Ajin is not God. ”

Persian smiles thinly. The sudden words made Azin's expression stiff.

“Ajin is afraid of me. I can always kill Ajin. We went to an amusement park together. He tried not to oppose me, and he cared about me. Because I'm scared. ”

You're right, he didn't deny it. His suspicions were blatant, and Azin purposely intended it. You are aware of your suspicions to Persian and indicate that you are ready for an ambush.

“But, Ajin. Azin thinks I'm a... man-eating vampire. Someone who can kill you and turn you into my family at any moment. Demons, I suppose. ”

Persian wags his head.

“It's always Persian Duna by Ajin. It's not me, it's Fersik Duna Azin's imagination. ”

“... what are you talking about? ”

“I asked, Azin. Are you happy with your choice? ”

Prior to exiting the Castle of Shadows, Persian looked at Azin and asked. Are you really satisfied? Ajin replied, "Yes." He thanked Persian for stepping up for himself and confronted her. because I thought it was right. That choice, what you said. I thought it would keep me in touch with Persian.

‘Not funny.'

The moment I turned around, Persian muttered. The look on her face.

“Do you know what I felt after listening to you? ”

You are close to Persian. She reaches out and grabs her neck. As the startled azin retreats, Persian eyes flash red. “Don't move.” It was a powerful magic trick. It wasn't a bloodbath, but Azin's body was bound free. Looking at the stiff azine, Persian said.

“Wrath, annoyance, disappointment. ”

As he empowered each word he felt, Persian was troubled. Her scent approaches. Ajin trembles thinly.

“Ajin was frightened of his own Persian Duna. He confused his imagination with mine, and he acted according to Persian Duna's imagination. It's a deception about me. Ajin is not God. You, other than God, can never fully understand another person. So.”

Persian hands grip his cheek as he touches his neck.

“Ajin was wrong. I will never leave his side just because he becomes Racunda's. I don't want to bite you like he thought I would. Because I'm a coward. A coward who hates being hated. ”

Persian laughs. Seeing that smile, Ajin avoids looking at him.

“So, what do you want to do? ”

Azin asked with a careful voice. It's different from the Persian Duna you imagined. Ever since, Azin believed that the image he created was true. No, he always did. He was used to reading other people's insides and acting accordingly. And the inside of someone he read about was usually the right answer. He has never failed. Others always followed the calculations of Azin, and Azin did the calculations.

But now, Ajin has failed.

“What answer did you expect from me?" ”

“Azin doesn't lie. ”

Persian is paralyzed.

“Even if he doesn't lie, I won't leave him. I want to have him, so I can be with him and be satisfied even if he becomes Racunda's. If I don't like what's in Racunda's, I can be satisfied with what's in mine. ”

Persian lips opened.

“Well, tell me. Ajin, what did you think I... what do you think I'm going to do now? ”

Ajin didn't answer. At that silence, Persian smiles brightly.

“Here's what we're going to do. ”

I touched Persian and Azin's lips.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Persian Potten explodes! Yay!

Nathan

@ Somehow even Persian would become Jandere... Two Janderets in Moe! Heeheeheeheehee!

You're more of a gentleman than a janderer.

kunhe

@ I... dare you to let him go! But the real sugar is so sweet that my eyes are numb.

Will Persian Poten be able to cross the Raw Snow scent this side?

Infinite Trajectory

That's how Ajin writes.

I'm not dead yet.

fewfqew

@ Persiq Yang Attack

The effect was marginal.

We need to get to Persian orbit fast.

Can we go up this way?

Pokarihan Fund

@ huff... huff... Sugar contributoruuhhhhhhh

I want Raw Sugar