'It's not a date. It's not a date. It's not a date.'
Azren kept chanting the mantra when he was in the ice cream parlor with the young idol, MICHY. There was no Felice, there was no photographer, and there was no one in between them. He was only with the silver-haired youth, but it was definitely not a date.
He was an assistant, and the idol was his boss. It was not a date at all. Perhaps his mind had been corrupted because of his meeting with Gizach yesterday. The perverted demon had given him a bad influence, and the influence started working on him today.
He wouldn't ever meet that demon again!
"You are not eating the ice cream?"
The blue-eyed youth asked him a question, and he blinked his eyes in surprise. His emerald eyes locked with the azurite ones for a moment before he brought them to look down at the ice cream in front of him. It was Summer, and the ice cream had almost melted from the heat.
"I will eat it," he replied as his hand grabbed the spoon to scoop the cold dish.
Azren ordered the chocolate flavor randomly because he had never tasted ice cream before. When the cold ice cream made contact with his tongue, his eyes widened because of the icy sensation mixed with the sweetness.
The foolish reaction made Michy laugh out loud, and the laughter surprised Azren even more. Michy indeed had a velvety voice that had the ability to melt people's hearts, but he rarely laughed and often used his beautiful voice to scold and snap at other people, including him.
But Michy laughed more today, and it made Azren feel like he wasn't being himself. He never thought that humans could be so beautiful just because of his laughter. The demon immediately shook his head to get rid of his thoughts.
Not only had Michy changed, but he himself had changed. He had turned into someone even more stupid than before.
"Huh? You don't like your ice cream?"
Michy's question halted his movement, and he blinked at the boy confusedly. He just shook his head to erase his crazy thought, but Michy misunderstood his action.
"No," he hurriedly clarified. "It's the first time I tasted ice cream, and the taste is so good in my tongue. I was just surprised."
Michy's gaze on him changed upon hearing his answer. "Is it because you don't have money? You have never tasted ice cream because you are too poor, right?"
Azren once again heard the idol talk about how poor he was, but this time the idol didn't use his arrogant tone. Instead, the young idol was using his soft tone that could melt his heart right away. It seemed that the idol felt bad for his poor condition.
"I don't have money, but I'm happy. That's not a big deal," Azren replied with a reassuring smile plastered on his face.
Michy frowned at him before putting his spoon on the table and propping his chin on his two palms. The sight was quite adorable in Azren's eyes, but he held himself from squealing like those fanatic fans.
"You didn't bring a suitcase yesterday, so I guess you don't even have clothes? How about I buy you clothes today?"
The blonde demon bulged his emerald eyes upon hearing the question.
"Why do you want to buy me some clothes? You even allowed me to stay with you in your house, and that's more than enough for me."
Azren didn't need clothes nor money, so he politely refused the human's offer. Deep inside his heart, he was puzzled by the human's nice attitude toward him again. Was it really Michy? Why was he so different than the bitchy Michy that kept scolding him yesterday?
"I don't even pay you for your work, and I feel bad about it. How about I buy your clothes and give you pocket money to replace the salary?"
Azren remained quiet. What was the difference between pocket money and salary? Both of them were still money, right?
"You don't have to do it, Michy. I've bought some clothes yesterday, and that's enough for me."
"How is that enough for you? You only bought a few clothes, right? That won't be enough."
That was right. He only bought some clothes that had emptied his wallet, and he couldn't even pay for food now. Oh! He just remembered that the evil Michy had asked him to pay for his food yesterday! How was he supposed to pay when he didn't have any money in his wallet?
"Uh, it's so shameless, but I think I do need more clothes and pocket money from you. Do you remember that yesterday you asked me to pay for my food?" Azren asked the question to test Michy. He wanted to make sure that the one who was sitting opposite him was indeed Michy.
"Ah, I remember about that," Michy confirmed, and it verified Azren's curiosity as well.
The evil Michy and the nice Michy were in the same body. Now he was sure that Michy's evil meter was still low because of that situation. He had to find a way to get rid of this nice Michy, but that meant the evil Michy would come back and would scold him all the time again, right?
Azren was in trouble now.
"You don't need to pay for your food, Azren. And I will give you pocket money starting from today. Are you happy with it?"
The human smiled at him from ear to ear, and how could he not be happy when he saw such a smile? But no! He really had to get rid of this nice Michy for the sake of his mission!
"I'm happy, Michy. Thank you."
Nonetheless, he was still happy because of the new arrangement. At least, he didn't need to find money to pay for the food.
Michy beamed at him before he spoke again, "I want to be your friend. Can I call you 'Ren' instead?"