My Beautiful Monster Part 49

LUCIFER 

Lucifer's gaze fell on the girl curdled in his chest and fast asleep. 

Earlier, she must have remembered something. How much time does he actually have left with her? He has tested the ability he stole from Narasaki on numerous people and has observed the effects on them. However much to his dismay, nobody has shown similar symptoms to Sumire. It must be because she is a purebred hanyou. She is truly different from the rest.

His hands brush her bangs from her forehead and heat transmitted to his skin. 'As I thought, she was feeling unwell, her face looked flushed on the bridge.' Thankfully this is only the hanyou fever. She ought to be fine after she rests, and drinks plenty of his blood.

Sumire stirred in his arms, and the moment she opened her eyes. She calls out for him. "Lucifer?"

"I am here."

"Mmm, I feel warm."

"You have a fever."

Sumire weakly gets up.