Stray

Nemo, who was lying on Oliver’s lap, stopped poking the tip of his lover’s nose. He spread the five fingers of his right hand and rubbed Oliver’s cheek.

The cacophony of cicadas came from the trees above their heads, and the air was filled with the scent of fresh bark and ferns after being exposed to the sun.

Feeling the heat from that hand, Oliver moved the palm of his hand covering his eyes away, revealing little red circles around his eyes.

Nemo’s body temperature had always been slightly higher than his own, and he liked it very much. Oliver opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his choked throat couldn’t squeeze out the slightest sound.

Under the sun, Nemo stared at him seriously and intently. The familiar yet unfamiliar pupils maintained the inhuman demon-shaped cross, and the warm eyes were full of smiles.

Oliver subconsciously grabbed the gold pendant hanging close to his chest, but that hand that was reaching for it suddenly changed direction halfway.

A cleansing spell removed the sweat, blood, and dirt from the two of them. Oliver then opened the pendant on his chest and took out the ring.

His Demon King blinked, turned his head, and his scattered black hair rubbed against his legs, without the slightest intention of sitting up.

Oliver twitched his nose and grabbed the hand that was still stroking his cheek. However, the freshly baked Mr. Hero grabbed an empty space and instead his wrist was squeezed.