When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Struggle and Rejection

Under the canopy of the sky even the shadows of the clouds accompany the coolness of the sunlight, my guardian teacher still has not shown full will stop. Where exactly is Professor Kaidan taking me? It's not going to club buildings but I'm very familiar with it. What may-what

"Red, haven't eaten together in a long time .. would you like to have lunch with you?"

"There's no mission?"

He chuckled and patted my red hair softly. "No. Nothing for now."

"Did you still think about that problem?"

The sound of a long breath was heard rather than an answer. The tiered limbs also continued to swing rhythmically, in harmony with the silent clutching in the caress of the wind. After a few minutes the eyes of the wooden tub looked back at me, in an expression I did not understand.

"No." That was his reply, before smiling wryly and looking straight ahead again.

Even so, I .. somehow, feel bad. Ended up just muttering; pointing soot eyes at the path; seeing the yellow leaves falling.

Eat together, huh? It seems like it's been a long time-oh! Rushing I walked quickly, starting to take a step when I was right in front of Professor Kaidan. "Mr, I can actually cook. How about I make some food this afternoon?"

As soon as he stopped, his face was again shrouded in shock but I continued to say, "Every day if there is no mission, I always make food for the club members. I also ... want to cook for Father."

The sound of laughter broke out. Finally the mature brown face re-carved a shady smile; making my heart melt in relief and comfort. "Yes, can. We're going to the Execution Department building."

"Eh? Not to the cafeteria?"

"If you're not the one who got permission to enter the cafeteria kitchen, you can't cook there Red. After all each department has a special kitchen and dining room, as well as an execution."

I nodded in understanding and we headed straight for the destination.

In retrospect, the academy's open cafeteria was closer to the club's ranks. It can be called a club building like the housing and the open cafeteria is the restaurant. Ordinary people from a hobby cooking group who take care of an open cafeteria but for the ones in each department building, what are their members themselves?

A few minutes after passing through a slightly difficult stage to get into the Execution Department building, we arrived. Start down the transverse stairs; cross paths with several rows of metallic doors, until the symphony processing steps stop.

Professor Kaidan opened two large wooden door gates and .. sure enough, it looks like a small kitchen complete with tables and chairs. Quite quiet, but clean and well-groomed.

Then I walked to the fridge and checked, I could. The food is enough.

"We are more often in charge of going out, this kitchen is rarely used. It's natural you don't know either. Sometimes you and some of the staff used to make fast food."

Is that so? Just deserve. I started preparing some food. Then put raw food on the table, also asking him to sit while waiting.

The hot air begins to embrace when the stove is lit. Seen from the ventilation gap the sunlight propagates in, making the smelling smoke roof clearly visible; also the sound of oil splashes when the onion is spilled on top of the pan.

"It turns out you can have a calm face too."

Hearing that corner of my lips was drawn faintly. Perhaps when cooking, it unconsciously made me think of him. As Daniel said, doing our favorite thing back then wasn't bad either.

"Hooo, you look reliable. Quickly cut too. Who taught you?"

"My loved ones .. who are gone."

There was a short pause before he asked again. "Red, what exactly happened in your past? You met her again, didn't you?"

"Yes. All the memories of my past felt like a tangled thread. Maybe it was ...," I answered cut off from looking up because the piercing scent almost made a sneeze, ". It has quite a chaotic memory, as Professor Caterine said. I've lived long enough and have suffered frequent soul attacks. It all ends complicated."

I turned to look at him-eh, why does it look sad? Did I cook that long? With a nervous smile I said, "It will be soon."

I went back to cooking.

After ascertaining the taste of the cuisine, I immediately presented it to the front desk of my master guardian. He sat down on a bench in front of Professor Kaidan. Then took the plate; prepared to eat, so did he after seeing me take a mouthful.

I smiled knowing that Professor Kaidan liked it. After feeling empty mouth from food, I replied, "Father, my time used to run out to learn to cook and survive with it."

Slowly I picked up food with a spoon, my gaze changed. "Unfortunately to fight .. I hope, you can teach me to that problem."

Suddenly Professor Kaidan forcibly put down his spoon until the sound of clinking shocked me. He leaned his head against the palm that was already leaning on the table and groaned a little. "sorry. I'm really selfish."

"Eh? Father no--"

"Father is indeed ambitious, too pursuing the ideals of carrying the fragrant family name in order to avenge the mistakes of childhood. Ended up not seeing his own feelings, finally you feel lonely; unhappy. But after you came, it felt like the heart was starting to open."

He is noble to clench his hands on the table while linking his thumbs.

"Mr .. can't be hard on you. But that's bad, parents who overindulge their children are bad. As Lucian said, you don't thrive."

I was silent hearing that. It seemed like the word from Head Master Lucian was quite slapping until he kept thinking about it like this, but either had to reply to what and say what. Still, a family name? He also called Lucian his brother.

"I don't get it, don't you think the Father of one family with Head Master Lucian?"

Scratching his brunette, he replied, "At that time Lucian found Father and invited him to join the Rectorem family, but he refused. The real father was just a boy from a small village in the middle east."

A second later Professor Kaidan let out a long breath. "For example, if you forget your surname, who will remember it? So you want to achieve success by bearing the family name Dushku."

"Despite that, Lucian still accepted the Father and cared for him until now. You still think of him as a brother, so you are very devoted to Lucian. Yes, so it is ... You become too perfectionist and end up making you an impingement," he continued in a tangled face, was unceasingly irritating.

Oh, so that's why he's so loyal to Lucian? Even obeyed everything that was said, including shooting my heart when I first went to Vaughan. I don't know why, remembering it gives me goosebumps.

"Is Lucian also missing? Because he loves Fate ...."

"Yes, Lucian lost his wife when his family was attacked. His wife died while still pregnant. It left such a deep wound for her that she no longer wanted to marry and was so eager to finish off all the remaining dragons."

Slowly, his eyes withered over full of sadness. "It was then that Lucian's peaceful nature turned eccentric as it is now. Maybe you don't want to be too drowning in sadness. If his son had been born, it would have been exactly like Fate. His wife was very calm and quick thinker. And maybe also ... his son is the same age as Fate now."

Still down, he relentlessly muttered, "Different to Lucian being serious about taking care of Fate, I was precisely .... Sorry."

As soon as I got up from my seat, I ignored the food that was still intact to stop by Professor Kaidan. Slowly, I touched and held his free hand on the table. Therefore, he looked surprised. Perhaps not expecting my arrival but still, I smiled .. sincere in heart.

"Father is very opinionated, I think it's good." He was stunned when he looked at me right in the face. "While I .. call his name alone can not, but Mr. Steady want to bring the family name that has passed. I want to be strong, like you!"

His eyelids were slowly blushing.

"I appreciate your every behavior and action. It's been a long time lost and forgotten about affection but you remind me of it, and it's quite happy."

I looked down instead of looking at the brown eyes as a blush began to strike the face. "If I had a father, I would want you to be my father. For my true father ... my true father ...."

In that instant my tongue was also twisted, the eyelids were also wide. I felt my black iris shake as my head returned to a memory like a picture of a rupture. I saw seven of them circling-akh! Both of my hands immediately grabbed my chest because my heart was beating fast. It felt like screaming for the sake of relieving the inner subdued but unable, ending up curled up in grief.

Seven people; seven deadly sins; seven demons, it turns out I-I am, ah!

Suddenly someone embraced me and at that moment also felt calm slowly. The view also faded as if a curtain of mist was blocking. And in the twinkle of slowly receding eyes, my body.

"Ray!"

It turns out, however, I am indeed the son of the devil.

Bruk!