The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat!

It was as if spring had come.

Damian heard the words, ’I gotta teach them a lesson for harming my person.’ and ’Hurting the person I care about.’

Those words played in his head, toying with his feelings and causing him to misunderstand a great deal. How was it that he was her person already? And someone she cared about?

They only met yesterday.

"Hey, what’s wrong with your face?" Alice asked, noticing his face was getting red. "Are you sick?"

She dropped the back of her palm on his forehead and that made him flush even redder.

"I can’t interpret this." She said, quite worried, and turned to Leo. "Hey, what’s wrong with him? Can you tell?"

Leo took one good look at Damian, who was clutching his shirt and trying to hide his face with the back of his palm, and then he sighed.

"Not again," he exclaimed, shaking his head in worry. "Alice, he’s fine. Just... Give him a moment to catch his breath."

"Are you sure?" Alice asked and turned to Damian. "He looks like he can’t breathe. "And then she snapped. "Ah, I’m not releasing my aura by mistake, am I?"

"No, but you’re definitely releasing something." He said, his voice filled with sarcasm.