Christopher

In the underworld, personal power matters a lot. Powerful devils get better jobs, are treated better and have a better chance at attracting a partner.

As far as choosing a partner goes, men look at the womans beauty and power, where as women look at the mans personality and power. Of course it's a but more complicated, but that's the jist of it.

A year goes by and I'm now 12. Nemesis is 13 and Chris is 14. They are both growing nicely.

However, as I stand next to my door and use the measuring tape on myself, I fall on my knees and feel like crying.

133 cm, that's what it says. That means I have grown 3 cm in the past year or two.

My power growth has been good. My cultivation speed and efficiency has increased and now I'm almost at the level of a high class devil. My physique has also become more ripped. However... none of that matters if I'm a midget. Even Nemesis is taller than me.

Calming myself down, I go downstairs and stuff myself, hoping to release some stress through eating.

Today we're going to the lake. It's another off day, so we decided to have a swim this time.

I pack some things and take off flying. Flying is really convinient. Even if the underworld is behind in technology, atleast you can fly.

After 15 minutes, I arrive at the lake. Chris and Nem are already there. As soon as Nem sees me landing, she runs over and jumps on me.

"Mikiii~." She tackles me and we fall to the ground.

"Ugh, chill out. I understand that I'm handsome, but you have to learn to control yourself." I tease her.

She raises herself, mounting me and looks into my eyes.

"You took too long, I missed you. Plus you're short." She responds with a grin.

"Short huh." I shoot a vicious grin at her.

Before she can react, I grab her arm and throw her off me. I grab her from behind and pin her down, so she can't move, then I tickle her.

"Ahahahaha, stop Miki, ahahaha." She squirms and tries to get out of my grip, but I'm much stronger.

"Learn how to talk to your elders little girl. Now accept your punishment." I continue to tickle her. Meanwhile Chris is just setting up our stuff and looking at us from time to time.

After a while I stop and release her. She looks like a mess, her hair and clothes are disheveled and she has a pout on.

"You're such a bully for someone so short." She pouts and says to me.

"Huuuuh?" I step towards her and raise my eyebrows.

"Eeek." She yelps and runs away.

"Are you guys done?" Comes Chris's unamused voice.

"Yeah we're done." I respond and go sit next to him. Nem also heads back toward us.

"While you we're fooling around, I set everything up, so now you gotta pay me." Chris says to me seriously. I put on a thinking expression and ask him.

"How about a big sloppy kiss?" I grin at him.

"From you? Ugh, I won't survive that. I'd rather kill myself right now." Chris shivers, as he pictures what I said. Nemesis laughs, but doesn't say anything.

We chat for a bit and then go for a swim. I get out first and have a drink, while looking at the lake.

Soon Nem comes out and sits next to me.

"Out so soon?" I question her choices.

"Meh, it became boring." She nonchalantly responds.

I look and see Chris still flapping around. He is using water magic to propel himself on the surface, like a jet ski.

I look back at Nem. She is becoming more beautiful with each passing year. Her purple eyes and wet purple hair shimmer in the sunlight.

Chris likes Nemesis, but Nem doesn't seem to feel the same way about him. She often gets physical with me and teases me, but behaves more casual around Chris.

Chris on his own is a chad in the making. He already has a few girls running after him, but Nemesis never seems to look his way.

It's kinda funny looking at them interact. It's like a romantic comedy, where the dude tries to get the girls attention, but doesn't succeed. All you need is a depressing song and you have a hit.

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A few weeks later, Chris came over to my house.

Chris is a bastard child of a noble. He lives with his mother and has never seen his father. Chris's mom is gentle, probably the nicest and gentlest person I have ever seen.

Chris used to be a quiet child, who was very withdrawn. However now he has gained confidence thanks to us and his training.

He's definetly a pretty boy. His body, even though muscular, is compact and slender. He is about 170 cm tall right now, so I have to crane my neck to look at him.

"Since when did you get so tall?" I say that as a greeting.

"Since the time you've been so short." He responds back. I smirk at him.

"Oh well, at least I'm more muscular." I respond.

"And I'm more handsome." He smirks back at me.

"Come on, let's go upstairs." I start walking towards the staircase with Chris in tow.

"And I've got a bigger dick." I say, as I reach the stairs.

We spend some time in my room, fool and joke around. Then we go out of the house and cause some chaos, the usual.

Chris has a habit of spraying water on females with big breasts. It's the damnest thing, we always get in trouble for that. Whenever he does it, I immideately disappear.

He always blames me for leaving him to deal with the aftermath, but what the fuck is he even on about?!? Why would I get scolded for something he does.

Somehow our rampage through the town ends up in Chris's house. We go in and his mother welcomes us.

"Hello Mrs. Layla, it's nice to see you again." I politely greet her.

"Aww such a sweet boy. Hello Mitra, it's nice to see you too. Have you been taking care of Chris?" She gives me a gentle smile and asks.

"Of course. I have been taking good care of him." I amusedly respond to her.

"Mom! I don't need a 12 year old to take care of me." Chris pouts.

"Ufufufu. There is no shame in relying on your friends. You make such a cute face when you pout." Layla teases Chris with a gentle smile.

"Come on boys, I'll make you something to eat." Layla leads us to the kitchen and starts making sandwiches.

Layla is a big breasted, blonde woman. She has a gentle looking face and green eyes. A true milf, however she dresses and acts conservatively.

"Right Chris, don't worry about a thing. This big brother here will take care of you." I pat on my chest and encourage him. Chris looks and scowls at me.

"...Like you took care of me when I splashed that woman?" He irritably responds.

"Ah well shit, that was on you. Look I'm not gonna go down with you over some stupid shit. You take care of that yourself." My supportive big brother act quickly drops and I dismiss him, while looking away.

"So much for that huh." He muses with a small smile.