droopyghost

All June Verrier did was agree to unpaid work and walk into a temple. Never in his life did he think that he will unleash a demon this way. With the demon Lucirien promising him wonders in this life, what would he not ask for? Surely, he did find out what he would.

“Pick a dream, even if it’s a very selfish dream…”

June Verrier was only a B-list actor shortchanged by his agency. He was only supposed to be a person rebelling against his old boss. How did he end up entangled in the affairs of the demons? No matter. Whatever came his way—be it a goon, an arrogant director, or a demon overlord—was dealt with precision. What was there to fear when he had become a devil’s darling?

Similarities with real people and places are coincidental.

Devil's Darling: The Villain and His Demon [BL]

The faint music coming from the cafeteria was still solemn and melodious as if the building was still mourning the passing of one of the stars. June sat there with Kale, Soren, and Alexander. He watched the three for a moment, letting them look around the strangely luxurious cafeteria of the agency. Even if Perseus was not as rich or experienced as Wings in the industry, their building didn't lose out.

Alexander was the first to bring his eyes back to June's face. He then took out a sketchpad from the bag that he was carrying. Soon enough, he placed the open page on the table. "Can you explain this? Just… say if we're on the same page here."

"What of it?" June didn't have time to answer them, but he saw the crudely drawn version of Lucirien's demon form on the sketchpad. He even wondered why that man had a sketchpad as if he drew as a hobby. "I don't think I have a reason to answer you."

"Dammit, June. Do you even know how much danger we're in—?!"

Who Cares about Purity?