Chapter 11: Beelzebub's rage

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Author's Note:

Characters might be out of character sometimes.

This chapter includes swearing, and might have grammatical errors.

The bonus part is not part of the chapter.

Thank you and happy reading ❤️
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Mammon looks around the classroom. He notice that Cale was peacefully taking a nap. He move closer as his gaze was still focused on Cale.

Cale looks innocent and stunning when he's asleep. Mammon couldn't take his eyes off him.

“What are you doing, Mammon?”

Mammon jump in surprised.

...!

“Y-you're awake?”

Mammon's face flushed red in embarrassment as he distance himself from Cale.

“What is it, Mammon?”

Cale asked, opening his eyes. His gaze headed towards Mammon who's turning red.

“Nothing.”

Cale sigh.

“Here.”

Mammon gave Cale a box of cookies. This surprised and confused Cale.

?

“Beel ate your sweets last night...and I wasn't able to wake you up this morning...”

‘Because I'm embarrassed to faced you.’

(A/N: He's talking about the smug photo, his photo, that Beel send to everyone, including Cale.)

Said Mammon, not saying the last part out loud as he gave the cookies to Cale while avoiding his gaze from Cale.

“I see. Thank you.”

Cale accepted the cookies. But he suddenly felt skeptical about the cookies.

‘It's not poison, right?’

Mammon then sat opposite to Cale, facing him. He took out a bento box.

“Ahh.. nothin' beats a fried scorpion sandwich with vinegar and tartar sauce for a late morning snack! In a bento box with all the fixing, of course.”

Mammon was about to dig in when he notice a presence standing on his right side. He slowly turned his head.

“D'ah! Beel..!”

Mammon notice that Beel is staring at his bento box intensely. He suddenly grab his bento box away from Beel, afraid that Beel will grab his food.

“St-Stop it! This is mine! Don't look at my food like that. It's like you're devouring it with your eyes!”

Mammon exclaimed.

“I don't want it.”

Mammon stunned. He couldn't believe what he just heard. Beel doesn't want his food? Impossible!

“Did you just say you don't want it? You're tellin' me you you don't want this crazy good fried scorpion sandwich with vinegar and tartar sauce?! Are you outta your mind?! Are you sick to your stomach?! Is this the day when hell really does freeze over?! Or wait...is this a dream?!”

“Nope, none of the above.”

Beel plainly replied.

“All right, then what's goin’ on here?!”

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