777 The Demon King Cooked Breakfast??

Harlow wanted to pretend that she was still asleep and hoped that the Demon King would stop bothering her. Even though she said that she wanted to get to know him, that was all a lie so it was better that she wasn't disturbed.

"Hmmm… I wonder if a morning kiss would wake you up." Raphael hummed aloud.

[What???]

[You wouldn't dare!]

Harlow kept her eyes squeezed shut, but then after a couple of seconds spent agonizing if this shameless devil was going to rudely wake her up as he said, still… nothing happened. 

And this made Harlow feel confused.

She thought she heard his footsteps draw closer and then she could feel someone plop down on her bed. A certain man sat at the corner close to her and Harlow thought he was going to lean close.

Oh crap, what if he was actually going to kiss her? 

She finally gave up.