Chasing You (Arcs 1-7)

Bearer of Thy Oath (XIV)

Acting according to the original's temper, Uriel did not ignore the two but he became distant from them once again. He wouldn't abandon his mission because of something like this. In the evening of the next day, the day of confrontation had arrived. At the gates of the school, a middle age man dressed in a suit appeared.

His lips were stretched into a wide grin exposing his almost too perfect teeth. The gatekeeper felt a shiver go down his spine and decided to drive out this unknown man that was giving him the creepers.

Gatekeeper, "Excuse me sir, but you cannot be here. This is a private institution and unless we've been informed in advance, you cannot enter."

The middle aged man's grin deepened even more. The gatekeeper walked over and put a hand on the man's shoulder, "Hey, I told-"

Before he could finish, his body suddenly shriveled up and fell down onto the floor. The middle aged man's looks suddenly regressed and he became youthful. His appearance were enough to make someone's heart melt from it's adorable and harmlessness. He dusted his shoulder and turned back. He stuck out his tongue, "He tasted quite disgusting."

A handsome young man was leaning on a nearby a stone wall, his face was like the antarctic and would freeze your soul from a look. Around him all the plants had withered away and died. He lifted his piercing gaze, "You're sure that he's here, Asher?"

His voice didn't have a hint of emotion in it. The man named Asher turned back and winked at him teasingly, "Don't doubt me here... When was I ever wrong? Ah, it hurts my heart that you doubt me like this...."

"And we've been friends for a very long time too. Ouch, the aches. My heart is torn up about it you know? Ah, ah... you must make it up to me~"

Asher pretended to be hurt, and clasped his hands over his heart with a melodramatic expression of hurt written clearly on his childish face. The cold young man raised his eyebrow, it was true that Asher hadn't been wrong in finding that 'person'. Not once has he failed him.

Looking at the grand gates, he narrowed his eyes. He could faintly feel the angelic powers surrounding this place. He felt repulsed by the 'too pure' vibe it was giving off. He hissed the name, "Abel."

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Inside of their dorm room, four figures were sitting on top of the twin size bed. From the left was Abel, then Uriel, behind him was Adriel who was taking advantage of the situation and hugging his waist, and the last person on the right was Sitri who was creating a small gift for Uriel. The only reason why they ended up in this tacky situation was, because they all wanted to squish into his bed.

After Uriel left that day, the two had stayed out until it was late before coming back. He didn't bother to listen in on what the two were talking about, he had to set up. It took him the entire rest of the day to implement all of the runes and seals.

Uriel didn't find it annoying, but they were rather too close.... their skins were all touching. The two hands around his waist was also starting to be indecent as it roamed, tracing his mermaid line and slim dainty waist.

As he sat, Uriel was paying attention to the circumstances outside. He wanted to wait until the intruders got inside of his array before he pulled the net. Even though this place was covered in every nook and cranny with their heavenly essence and gave off a 'don't-come-here-its-booby-trapped'. How could the other man resist and not enter? He had been anticipating this for over a hundred years. Now had come the long awaited time.

Keeping track of the two's location, he was monitoring them carefully. He made sure that his apostles were all heading to their position without alerting the false prophet, Asher Lemmlein¹. Mentally calculating until they reach the right position, Uriel had his eyes closed. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, Capture.