Diabolik Game: Gotta be you

Chapter 10

It was a bright and scorching afternoon, the bright afternoon sun that rose to the top of the sky shone its merciless warm rays into the room. It was a perfect day for a picnic at Amour Caméllia Couleur where the beautiful camellias are in full bloom. Ah~! What a magnificent day!

But in a certain mansion, a certain selfish perverted little master just refuse to wake up, not to say, to enjoy such an elegant day outside.

/Raito's POV/

'Camellia! Shut the curtains! Who gave you the permission to open them? I am still sleepy!' I whined as I tuck my blankets so that it can shield my head from the blinding sunlight.

'If you continue to sleep, you will be late for school! Hurry up and get up now!' The orange head maid demanded as she tried to pull the blanket out of my grip. I had thoughts of dragging her in my bed and have some fun activities with her but soon gave up the idea. After all, she is going to roundhouse kick me in the stomach again if I pull some tricks on her. Sigh, why did I hire such a troublesome maid. Yes, I know I hired her to protect a certain someone. But that certain someone is already gone, yet she still insist that she belongs to that certain someone and refuse to answer to my calls. But even if she refuses, she should have fallen for my seductive charm. I mean, usually, when I wink at girls, they would immediately leap into my arms and let me have my way. Just not this petty little maid. She is gifted with such elegance and beauty. I mean, she have such thick wavy orange hair that frames her delicate small face. And those deep sea-blue eyes just screams 'eat me, do me however you want!' But she just won't let me see her make expressions that would make her look even more attractive. All she just shows me is a scowl, eyes full of hate and sometimes pity. Who does she think she is? She is just a beauty in vain.

'I believe I am Camellia, Lady Mio's personal maid.' She spoke arrogantly and continued, 'let me guess what you are thinking. You are thinking pointless things such as 'Camellia is a beauty in vain.' 'Oh, she won't let me do this and that to her!' 'Who does she think she is?' Am I right? Perverted master?'

As usual, Camellia is always spot on to guess and understand my feelings. Sigh. I have so many things to retort back, but somehow today or more like every day. . .I just feel like things are off. Like something is missing. Since when have I started to feel this way? That it's a huge drag to get out of bed and face the world. I always hang out with girls at night; I should have my share of fun. But why do I still feel empty? I laid on my bed and roll to face the ceiling.

Girls huh. . .The girl that I spent with last night was sexy, the face that she made was perfectly slutty and the way she call out my name was just my type. Her blood was sweet too. . .but it seems to lack something and somehow it disgusted me. The girl herself was a great beauty too. . .but it just does not feel right. What's wrong with me? Any guy should feel satisfied to have spent the night with such a gem, but to me. . .it just feels off. Not just her, every girl that I spent nights with. All of them are not bad looking; or rather they are considered the cream of the crop in the whole of the woman universe. But it's just something unexplainable that is off. It's like it lacks something that is important. Something I used to have dearly but it's gone. . .And I miss it. . .

I sighed once again and sat up as I let the delicate white cloth that covered my body to slip off to my waist. The sun is so bright. So beautiful. Yet, it seems to lack its usual radiance. Since when? Had the sun started to lose its beautiful shine? And even though it is supposed to be scorching hot but why do I feel that it's so chilly that I want to wear my winter clothes again? Since when, had the sun start to shine such chilly rays? And it's supposed to be spring. The weather should get warmer, but why does it feels so cold? Haish. . .