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C2- ☆Fate☆

This man is a demon.

That single line of thought repeated inside Nao's head but before she could speak, he held his hand towards her.

"Let me help you stand."

Nao was hesitant but she took his hands, immediately feeling how cold it is. She felt nervous holding the hands of a demon but she managed to stand back to her feet.

Nao snatched her hand back and bowed her head.

"My deepest gratitude! I'm sorry for causing you trouble...?"

The man smiled gently.

"Muzan."

The name seemed familiar but Nao brushed it off.

"I'm sorry, Muzan-san. But you can call me Nao. "She introduced herself, trying not to sound nervous.

Muzan was a demon, she knows this but for a demon, he was handsome and appealing. His skin was pale and his dark hair curled around his face. His eyes were tantalizing and although it was the eyes of a demon, Nao cannot refuse the fact that she was mesmerized by it.

Nao always seem to know whether someone is a demon or not just by looking in their eyes. She didn't really know why she had this weird talent but she knows that the eyes are the window to the soul and nothing could be hidden by it.

Muzan's eyes were unique. He seemed genuinely concern for her well being but Nao knows that he was simply trying to put on a show. He is a demon afterall.

Nao really disliked demons.

"Muzan is fine. No need for formalities. But what is a woman like you doing outside in the middle of the night?"

She glanced away from him and pointed towards the fireworks in the sky.

"It's because the festival seemed really fun. And most of all, the fireworks are really pretty!"

"I see. I guess you are right." When Nao turned, she was confused to see him staring at her.

"Nao-san, what is your family name?"

She tilted her head.

"Why do you ask?"

He chuckled softly. Nao could swear that she didn't blush, or maybe she tried not to blush.

"Nao-san, you don't trust people a lot, do you?"

She whipped her head to face him. "I do!" She immediately slapped her hand to her mouth for that sudden outburst. Muzan could only stare at her with amusement in his eyes.

"I.. I trust people, just not all the time. My Onii-sama, Brother, he would always tell me to be cautious around people outside the household." She explained in a meek voice as she stared at him.

"Apparently, some people are trying to kill him." She said, leaving the fact that those people were actually demons.

Of course, it was ironic that she was talking to one right now and she couldn't seem to understand why she wasn't running away from him.

Maybe because she knows that he was faster than her, much stronger compared to her frail body.

"How about you? Why is Muzan here?" She asked nicely.

"Just like you, I came to watch the festival. However, after spending so much time around people, I wanted to be alone so I went here where I found you."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Does Nao-san not trust me?"

Nao blushed at the innocent question directed her way.