Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 209

Chapter 209

Perhaps it rained often here, as the road leading into the Town was somewhat slick and damp.

Moss grew thick in the crevices between the flagstones and over the stone-piled walls.

While Beili scanned their surroundings, Ashera gave a light flick of his fingers. The dark carriage and the four black horses vanished instantly.

A bolt of lightning illuminated the sky behind them, followed by the low, rolling rumble of thunder.

Ashera turned back and naturally took her hand, leading her toward the Town.

“I just want to make a communication call.”

Beili walked behind him, clutching his icy fingertips. “I’ll give it back to you as soon as I’m done.”

Ashera turned his head, his lips curling into a slow smile.

“I don’t want to hear your conditions right now.”

Beili felt a prickle of annoyance and wanted to glare at him, but since he could see now, she could only lower her head in frustration.

Just as they stepped into the Town, the sky began to weep.

A cold rain pattered down, bringing a biting chill with it.

Raindrops the size of beans struck the ground, splashing into tiny liquid blossoms.

“It’s raining,”

she reminded Ashera.

The latter nodded slightly.

“I know.”

“…”

Beili secretly tried to trigger her Beast Transformation several times, but none were successful.

She didn’t know what kind of restriction Ashera had placed on her.

She sensed her Mana and found that while there was clearly energy stored within her Mana Pool, she simply couldn’t use it.

“Give up.”

Ashera tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as he gave her a quiet, sidelong glance with a smirk.

“By my side, you have no need for such things-including Mana.”

With that, he continued to lead her forward.

“…”

-But big brother, could you at least conjure an umbrella to block the rain?

Even if the roads in this Town were too narrow for their carriage to pass through, surely he could use magic to manifest a patch of black mist to shield them from the downpour?

The streets of the Town were narrow and muddy.

On either side stood crude, dilapidated buildings. The walls were draped in water-loving vines with thick, dark green leaves.

The rain hammered against the foliage, creating a rhythmic pitter-patter.

Beili looked up at the sky.

The matter of the Bracelet had been temporarily pushed to the back of her mind.

As the rain grew heavier, her hair and her Black Feather Evening Gown were becoming soaked.

The light, soft black feathers became clumped together by the water… she felt exactly like a drowned crow.

“Is making me stand in the rain part of your punishment?”

she asked, her tone brimming with resentment as she wiped the water from her face.

“Not at all.”

Ashera looked back at her. Droplets of rain slid down his sculpted face, but he didn’t seem to care in the least.

If anything, the curve of his lips deepened with amusement.

“I just wanted to walk in the rain with you,”

he said softly.

Commoners and Half-beasts stood under the eaves along the road to avoid the downpour, watching them with bewildered expressions.

Beili felt as if she could read the words “Oh… look at these two freaks” in their eyes.

Thinking about it, in the eyes of these people, Ashera likely appeared in his Youth Form.

Two Nobles dressed in similar formal attire, soaking in the rain in a remote, backwater Town.

Yes… they certainly were two freaks.

She let out a long, helpless sigh.

Then, she silently followed behind the silver-haired man in the Black Robe.

The rain intensified, lashing against her face.

She could hardly keep her eyes open and had to keep her head down, following wherever Ashera’s hand guided her.

…

After walking for a while, they arrived at the entrance of the Town’s only Inn.

The Inn’s sign was coated in a layer of green grime and moss, making the words upon it completely illegible.

Beili looked up at the building, thinking to herself that it looked like they would be staying here for the night.
Ashera led her into the inn.

Even during the day, the interior remained dim, illuminated only by the logs burning in the fireplace, which helped dispel some of the chill clinging to her.

The clerk at the front desk looked surprised the moment he saw the two of them, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

He spoke a string of unfamiliar words.

Beili didn’t understand and furrowed her brows in confusion.

Noticing her reaction, the clerk was about to switch to a more common tongue used across other kingdoms when the youth in the half-mask standing beside her spoke first, answering in fluent, natural Nauze Language.

“Yes, we’re staying. One room-the best one you have.”

The clerk nodded and quickly produced a room key, uttering a brief sentence while gesturing with three fingers.

Perhaps it was on the third floor, Beili guessed.

Ashera took the key and led her up the stairs to a room on the third floor, opening the door.

Inside was a bed with clean linens, a slightly aged table, a fireplace, and firewood.

The furnishings were simple, but it was much better than the inn in Blood Curse Town.

After closing the door, Ashera let go of her hand and walked to the window. He stared out at the heavy rain and the white mist, his thoughts unreadable.

After a moment, he turned around.

Seeing her still standing by the door, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He tilted his head and asked, “Why are you still standing there?”

Rainwater dripped from her Black Feather Evening Gown onto the floor, forming a small, dark puddle.

Beili hesitated where she stood.

She thought about how staying in a room alone with Ashera might lead to some strange occurrences… though, honestly, nothing was really that strange anymore.

Besides, he didn’t have his torso yet.

Swallowing hard, she scanned the room. Spotting the bathroom, she started walking toward it.

“I’m going to take a bath,” she said, her voice calm and composed.

Soaked by the rain, her body felt quite cold. She desperately needed to warm up.

Ashera’s eyelashes lowered slightly, and he smiled without saying a word.

Beili entered the bathroom.

There was a small ventilation window inside, left slightly ajar.

The rain outside was getting heavier; the dense droplets and cold wind lashed against the glass, making a pitter-patter sound like falling pebbles.

Beili glanced at the small window and closed her eyes, attempting a Beast Transformation again, but she still failed.

She could only sigh inwardly.

Then, she reached behind her back, intending to take off the Black Feather Evening Gown.

However, the long laces on the back…

As she fumbled clumsily with the ties, a cold hand caught hers from behind. Another hand began to leisurely untie the Black Silk Ribbons for her.

“Um… thank you…”

Beili said subconsciously, but she cut herself off halfway as she suddenly realized-Ashera had already retrieved his eyes.

He could see, and he could see everything clearly.

Her shoulders stiffened slightly as she grabbed the hand that was undoing the laces.

“Wait… I can do it myself.”

“What’s wrong?”

Ashera leaned down slightly and whispered into her ear, “It’s fine. You helped me bathe before; this time, it’s my turn to help you.”

By the time he finished speaking, he had already undone the ribbons at the back of the gown.

The rain-soaked dress slid down.

Then, a cold palm pressed gently against her back, ushering her further into the bathroom.

Ashera followed her inside.

Beili turned her back to him, at a loss for words. She could only remain silent, desperately hypnotizing herself:

He’s just a sheep. He’s just a sheep. He’s just a sheep.