Spongy Demon

"Seriously?"

Anne received another message but this time, the one giving it was Mellie in person. She was hoping to meet him soon and was fantasizing about what kind of appearance he had, but now that she saw him, she couldn't even fathom that Mellie would be a demon that cute. His spongy black body and round big eyes were too cute for an evil and cruel demon. She was flabbergasted, she wanted a powerful and malicious kind of imp, one that could frighten the soul of innocent people.

"Are you sure that you are a demon?"

The little spongy black thing could only roll his eyes as he didn't have a mouth. Then he nodded and shoved her a red paper with a message.

However, Anne was distracted by his cute figure that only she could see. She had put a big teddy bear in front of her to pass it as if she was looking at it, and not simply staring into space.

"Aww you are so cute, I want to hug you."

Mellie signaled the paper for Anne to read it, and then he disappeared leaving a puff of smoke.

"What? Are you going this quickly?! Tch… I wanted to hug you."

"…"

[Steal the Prime Minister dog]

"..."

'These missions are kind of cute.' Anne stood up from her little desk and start pacing around. The Prime Minister was a cold man, even she felt some apprehension towards him. His face only showed indifference and seriousness. She had never seen him show another expression even to his children, the spoiled Rose, and the hard-working James.

'How to do it? That cold man would secretly scheme a killing attempt against me if I dared to steal his dog.'

She walked for a while in the big gardens plotting her new mission when she bumped into a hard wall.

"Auch! What the…?"

The man in front of her was a blond middle-aged man with stunning blue eyes. He looked handsome and mysterious, with a smart gaze but without any expression on his face. It would be scary for any child her age to be looked like that, but Anne was not any girl. She had already tamed the Master Knight Ives and make him her loyal slave.

"Prime Minister." She nodded with narrowed eyes as if encountering a secret ally.

The cold man only looked at the little girl with some glint in the eye.

"Princess Anne." His cold tone was like a freezing breeze in the heart of the people.

"I think you owe me an apology." The shameless little girl knew this was her moment.

"Why is that, Your Highness."

"You hurt my nose."

"I apologize, Your Highness."

"No."

The little girl crossed her arms and showed her teeth in her smile. "That was not sincere enough."

"Your Highness, you hurt my leg too. "

A pair of cold blue eyes looked directly at some golden ones. They stood there for a few minutes, no moving for even a second, battling with each other eyes in a game of perseverance and resistance. The Great CEO of modern ages versus the Mighty Prime Minister of Lith.

"Dad?"

The cute voice of a girl interrupted their fight and Anne noticed a falter, then she smirked. "Prime Minister, your daughter is calling."

"I know."

"…"

"Your Highness." The little girl did a small bow with her pink fluffy dress. "What is going on?"

"Rose, that is your name, isn't it?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I would like to visit your place." She smirked at the Prime Minister. "Can I, Prime Minister? My dear uncle had always told me to make more friends my age, isn't this perfect?"

The cold eyes of the man looked confused. He knew the cunning nature of the Princess, and he knew she was scheming something, but what could a little girl be plotting. He didn't care but was somewhat worried about his son. The young boy hadn't stopped studying and practicing his sword techniques since that time. It was becoming an obsession, what would happen is he were to meet again the cunning princess?

"Peter!" The vivacious Duke of Mills came to the garden with his son behind him. "What are you doing still here? I thought you would go home long ago, however, if you are free we can go for a…"

"I will go now."

"I am going too."

The two adults turned to look at the little red-haired girl.

"Your Highness, I am sorry for not greeting you."

"It's okay Duke, I don't care."

"…"

"Then, shall we go Prime Minister?"

"Master… I will go with you."

The shy boy took a step forward and made a slight bow. He had heard that she was in the garden and somehow listened to her talk with the Minister, thus he made his father accompany him to the garden and settle a visit to the Prime Minister's house.

"Oh, so are you going to play with little Rose? Excellent! I will accompany you to Peter's house, this would be fun." The smiling Duke patted the back of the Minister and shoved him to the front while the kids were left behind.