SomethingLikeDeSun

If your boss was a handsome stylish man with a baby face but acted like the Devil himself, what would you do?
A) Slit his throat?
B) Kill yourself and end it all?
C) All of the above

Read to find out if there is a fourth option and if that option is "Make him fall hopelessly in love with you." 

I wonder what Ho Mizuki will pick, is it even possible to love a handsome babyfaced devil? And could he even love her back?

[Cover Art is drawn by ME]

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"Ho Mizuki. You incompetent moron, can you do anything right?"

Dark eyes wide with anger dug into my soul. His handsome babyface now cloaked with his usually gelled-back ink-black hair, swayed with each gesture he made.

My manager's right hand whizzed past his face and smacked into his other palm as he accentuated "Urgency" and "Mockery." It made me want to laugh (spit flying and all) in his stupid, self-absorbed face.

Good thing I accidentally spilt my morning coffee on him. Because my manager's usually pristine white button-up was now brown and blotchy from the grainy coffee served at the "fetid and plain hotel." His words, not mine. With his stained shirt, dishevelled suit jacket and ungelled hair, he assumed his authentic appearance. An escaped asylum patient, which was how I and the rest of his subordinates viewed him as.

My Babyfaced Boss is the Devil

"That's what they all say at first. Anyway, I say women are better, but damn, do not get me started on that nut-job that Eiichi was engaged to. Talk about a wolf in sheep's clothing, you know?" I stood still and turned to look at her wide-eyed. Because no, I did not know. Eiichi had told me everything, and I mean everything. Even the things I didn't want to know, things I wish I could forget. Somehow I felt weird knowing he had kept that from me… What else had he not told me? But then again, I hadn't been honest with him either, I hadn't told him anything about myself, but I still couldn't contain my astonishment. Eiichi, the loudmouth with no filter, might have actually had a filter.


"Eiichi was engaged!" I practically yelled. To which she turned to look at me and blinking with confusion.


This could be a meme