When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Artificial Creatures

"Well remember first seeing Red? He was very cold, approaching or just talking to her was difficult. You must have gotten a cold answer from him. Well .. Even if your words are actually colder than her but it is her uncaring nature that kills, especially on her own."

That instant also promised inwardly to completely change. They trust me and I should, too, right? I may have closed my eyes for a long time, but it's not too late. Right, Fate? I looked at the calm-faced girl far ahead, aligned in her silvery-blue, shady eyes.

"I used to find it hard to deal with it. Even I thought he saw me like the wind was passing by" said the young man with a wry smile.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry Crist! I used to not interact with anyone.

"And now, he's softened. Honestly, I'm still a little afraid of dealing with it even though it's this calm. What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Fate's face still did not show any change in emotions. "He's interesting, so I'm approaching. That's it, nothing more and nothing less.

"Step--"

"I've never met an immortal like him. From curiosity ... to subconsciously I began to guide him," continued Fate quickly as if understanding what was in Crist's mind, "again I was used to Red's aura. Because in my world many have more terrifying auras. He is nothing compared to them. And again .. there is one creature that makes Red's concentrated aura like a kitten compared to him."

Suddenly Crist was surprised to puff up the body, his face turned tangled together to blink his eyes many times. While Fate only raised both shoulders, perhaps the young man's response was a little exaggerated in his mind. However, hearing the creature that girl meant ... why do I have such a bad feeling?

"Oh, and again the gripping aura over time diminishes-ah, forget it." Crist immediately sat back. The messy face now turned serious along with crossing the front chest hand, like thinking hard.

Now ... can I approach them? Fearing they haven't had breakfast, Crist since morning just followed me. Hesitating and walking slowly, I approached Fate and the girl turned her head. Ah, it seems like it's okay. Fate accepted my gift with a faint smile, so faint that there seemed to be no change in pink lips.

Unlike Crist, he was still immersed in his own thoughts. Until I stood for a few minutes by his side, I was unconscious.

"Crist?"

Bruk!

Instantly Crist's body collapsed to the side, his shocked face looked up and looked at me in disbelief. My reflexes were panicking, putting my lunch on the table and helping her stand up. However, Crist never moved; still frozen in an expression of disbelief.

Really, just the first time I saw him surprised like this.

"W-are I that scary?" I hesitated, still kneeling nearby.

"Red, you hear?!"

"Eh, huh?"

I opened my eyes in confusion, but the young man near me was still loyal in a astonished expression. "Geez, my goodness! Red, I'm sorry I didn't mean to talk about you in the back!" Now he grips my shoulder while showing the head to my chest.

Ah, I ended up stroking his back slowly and said, "Why apologize? I should have apologized. Your Consulting Department spoke to Fate, Disciplinary. You guys want to record me, right? I mean ... supervise the social development of the students, including me. Ah, I-I promise in the future won't make a mistake like this again. Yeah, I'm working on it!"

Crist immediately looked up, blue eyes looking straight at me to the point that the petals were wide open. And I got nervous. Did I say it wrong? Ugh, it looks like it will be in trouble-heee, a few seconds later Crist actually laughed loudly. Very tight to the point of patting the forehead.

Well, why else this .. I chose to turn to Fate but the girl just smiled and sighed.

Then with a little hesitation I asked Crist for breakfast first ... might the effect of hunger? The intended one nodded; sat back on the chair; ablaze and devour the contents of the lunch box. But I felt even more awkward when in between meals, Crist chuckled - even though he tried to hold on - so I chose to look forward, Fate still sat quietly there.

"Fate, are you okay with being close to me? Because I'm so sure .. I am, not the man you used to mention."

"Ha, how's Red?" suddenly Crist asked, even the mouth was still clearly chewing food.

"At that time, my memory was clearly open." I turned towards Crist, he stopped eating and looked stunned by what he heard. "I was surrounded by seven people with strange auras, and they were containers of deadly sin. For they also formed my soul. And my body ...."

Not immediately answering, I lowered my head and saw the fingers I was holding and let go many times.

"My body is made from the flesh of the seven demons of deadly sin. Like a piece of a picture, the memory is black. But I also remember being created to grant one wish and being used by it, my loved ones. He begged me to live a normal life and it created a paradox. I should have perished after granting the wish but since the plea pertains to me, in return, he is perished .. and the world I belong to."

Because it can no longer live there, what else with a normal life. That's what I believe. And clearly prove .. My existence is a threat.

I switched to directing attention to Fate. "Even so, I am still dangerous .. even without my true power."

"But I'm fine," he answered casually, frowning me frowning until the already sharp eyes grew narrower.

Then I moved to sit next to Fate and clasped his fingers, very slowly and carefully because it was like holding a fragile chunk of ice ... his hands were cold for too long in a low-temperature place.

Right, as I thought.

"Then what is this?" my nano and eyes also become so cute, "I still remember how low your body temperature was when we first met, now it's getting worse."

Slowly her surprised expression - perhaps not expecting me to continue holding her hand?- faded and she replied, "Low temperature huh .. maybe because my body is artificial."

"What?!" shock Crist until the food in the mouth falls into the supply box in his hand. Honestly, this morning the famous thinker and calculating person looked a little silly.

"Different to Red being made to grant a wish," Fate continued in his usual flat accent that I find difficult to accept, "I am .. arguably, 'made' to be the battery of a weapon. No more and no less."