This again, thought Esther. Treating her sweetly then pushing her away. Giving gentleness to her, showing only his tender attitude, but when she comes to confront him about his feelings, he refused her coldly.
Angered by his attitude that caused her heart to skip, Esther raised her other hand to slap across his cheeks, thinking it would bring Beelzebub back sober.
But knowing this, Beelzebub caught her hand, placing it over her lips and kissed her knuckles gently.
"Stop it!" Esther yelled but her words were akin to pouring oil on fire, it seemed she had only fueled for Beelzebub to plant more kisses on her fingers.
"Beelzebub!" Esther called his name to stop him.
Beelzebub chuckled, "What is it?" He looked at her with a grin. "Don't call me Beelzebub, it makes me feel like a stranger to you."
